Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 963

Jared's table was the closest to the stage, so he saw everything crystal clear.

Shawn watched him down one drink after another with a poker face.

Perplexed, he said, "Jared, you really gonna sit this one out? Those heartthrobs on stage could sweep your lady off her feet."

Jared kept silent.

Those who hung around Jared knew that ever since Agnes returned after vanishing for four years, they had patched things up.

Back then, they couldn't wait to flaunt their love, dishing out couple goals that made everyone else feel downright single.

But today was different. They seemed to be at odds, not exchanging a single word all evening.

The guys tried to play matchmaker, to no avail.

Agnes, once she got a few drinks in her, was the life of the party on stage.

Twirling and dancing, she seemed to forget the world.

Her laughter was infectious, and that radiant, youthful face was hard not to like.

A few of the groomsmen were obviously smitten. Their gazes lingered on her, openly flirtatious.

Shawn kept egging Jared on.

"Jared, look at that sitcom star's hand creeping around your girl's waist."

"Man, that movie hunk's eyeing her like she's the last piece of pie at Thanksgiving."

"She's a hit, buddy. Even I'm a bit jealous."

Jared's grip tightened, a storm brewing beneath his calm exterior.

Finally, Shawn dropped the bomb, "Oops, looks like your girl's fallen right into that dude's arms."