Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared)

Chapter 894

Agnes knew in her heart that the truth was as clear as daylight.

When Berlin was convicted, Agnes had braced herself for the day when his chains would be broken.

Cilian would surely find a way to spring his brother from the clutches of justice.

After all, Cilian had lost their parents at a young age, and it had been the two brothers against the

world.

Although Berlin was the black sheep of the family, Cilian had always treated him with kindness.

In a way, it was Cilian's misdirected care that had aided in morphing Berlin into a monster. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

But Agnes hadn't expected it to happen so soon.

That scoundrel was set free far too quickly for her liking.

And then there was Valeria.

Agnes could stomach Cilian and Valeria forgiving Berlin due to their blood bond. But Jared forgiving

him was beyond her comprehension, especially since it was Berlin who had taken her father's life.

Agnes said, "Jared, facts are facts, and no matter what you say, I can't trust you anymore. Can you

even grasp how I feel? Berlin killed my father, and yet you let others go to his rescue. I didn't expect

you to do anything for me, but Jared, you kept it from me. In the end, you stood with Valeria. That, that I

cannot comprehend or forgive."

Jared remained silent.

Agnes turned away, "In a couple of days, I'm taking Nocturne and leaving."

Jared's pupils visibly shrank. He stepped forward, seizing Agnes' hand and asking, "Where will you

go?"

Her voice was icy, "That's none of your concern."

Reason told Agnes she should tell Jared about Mr. Hanson's situation. After all, he had been a

competent father to Nocturne. But Agnes didn't want to explain.

Alyssa would eventually tell him anyway.

She was too disappointed in Jared to waste any more words.

Jared seemed to realize something.

His old wounds tore open anew.

He blurted out, "So you're leaving without a word again, huh? Where to this time? Manhattan, San

Francisco, or Chicago? Agnes, you can't do this to me. I won't let you leave."

Her voice remained calm, "Jared, I thought I made it clear that I wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye.

So, this is me saying farewell. As for where I'm going, don't trouble yourself. It will be somewhere you'll

never find."

Jared was furious, gripping her arm as if to crush it, "In your dreams, Agnes. I won't let you go. I

absolutely won't."

Agnes, however, laughed – a laugh as cold and piercing as ice, "Jared, do you really think, with my

resources now, that if I want to leave, you could stop me?"

Jared seemed dazed. Indeed, the Agnes of today was no longer the Agnes of the past.

She was surrounded by capable and loyal people. She was independent and strong.

Even the Agnes of the past, after four years of relentless searching, he couldn’t find her.

Now, if Agnes resolved to stay hidden, Jared truly had no confidence he could find her.

Agnes wrenched her arm free, "Let's leave it at this, Jared. I should have never come back. Four years,

and we both thought nothing had changed. But everything has. We can't go back."

"Agnes, your sudden urgency to leave... it's because of Ryder, isn't it?"