Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 1065

Agnes's brow furrowed.

Ryder's words were lukewarm at best, but they seeded a kind of despair in Agnes's heart.

She had been discovered by Ryder.

Yet, he seemed utterly indifferent.

He placed a bowl of chicken noodle soup in front of Agnes. "Try the chicken noodle soup I made."

Chicken noodle soup was Agnes's favorite, and Ryder knew it.

So, it was the dish Ryder was most proud of.

The broth, simmered to perfection, was fragrant and mouthwatering.

But Agnes had no appetite at all.

She knew too well that she wouldn't find any information on Ryder's computer anymore.

Agnes shut the laptop. "I'm not hungry, you eat."

"Just have a little," Ryder insisted, somewhat mysteriously.

Agnes didn't want his charity, seeing it as a feeble form of resistance.

Agnes, growing impatient, said, "Ryder, I said I'm not hungry. I don't want it."

"Eat a bit, and I'll take you to visit your uncle tonight."

Agnes's pupils seemed to change color at that.

Jared was in detention, with no visitors allowed.

Even Alyssa hadn't managed a visit.

Agnes had even begged Jarvis.

But Jarvis had said Jared was a top-tier criminal, with no exceptions to be made.

Agnes had no idea what was going on inside.

Nor how Jared was doing.

Ryder's offer was a tantalizing lure.

Agnes stared at Ryder.

Ryder's expression was unusually tender.

"Come on, have a little. My cooking isn't worse than your uncle's."

It had to be said, Ryder had become very much like Jared in some aspects.

Agnes was silent for a long while.

Finally, she asked, "Why bring me to see him?"

Agnes had a hunch, sensing a desperate emotion in Ryder's eyes.

Like a leopard ready to pounce, his gaze was sharp, always giving the impression he wasn't there for her, but for his own reasons.

Ryder suddenly smiled. "We're getting married. Uncle should know."

Agnes's brow furrowed again.

Just as she had suspected.

Ryder was always competing with Jared, even when it came to her. His love for her was always mixed with a sense of conquest and dissatisfaction.

Much of it stemmed from his upbringing.

He had always seen Jared as a benchmark, chasing, striving, always hoping to surpass him one day.

Rather than saying Ryder was mad for her, it was more accurate to say he was driven by a deep-rooted, twisted obsession with victory.