Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 930

Jared casually asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Agnes had had some food during her flight, but she hadn't really had much of an appetite and just picked at it.

"I'm not hungry," Agnes replied.

Jared stood up, "How about I make you something? Nocturne will be waking up soon anyway."

With that, Jared left the room.

Perhaps he just couldn't stand being under the same roof with her for too long.

Agnes stayed by Nocturne and Esther's side, her eyes catching sight of a makeshift bed on the floor. It turned out Jared had been camping out in the living room just like she had done back in the day.

But now Agnes was a bit troubled.

If Jared was staying here tonight, where was she supposed to sleep?

Forget it, she thought. Maybe it's best to just find a hotel outside.

Agnes spent some time playing with Esther, who was delighted with the plethora of toys Jared had gotten her.

The room's door was ajar.

Agnes could see Jared by the doorway of what looked like an old-fashioned apothecary, laboring over a pot of soup.

He was using what looked like a tiny stove, an old-fashioned crockpot simmering on top.

Jared sat on the threshold.

With a handheld fan, he gently fanned the embers below, coaxing the fire to burn brighter.

Agnes had never seen Jared like this before.

He seemed so different from the man she remembered. In her mind, Jared had always been like someone living in a glass bubble – always dressed to the nines, his hair perfectly coiffed.

He was the epitome of clean-cut elegance, someone untouched by the mundane worries of life.