Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 1253

Agnes had chosen a dress that was conservative by many standards, a silk gown that reminded one of a classic evening dress. However, it was far from traditional in its style. The gown had been designed with a blend of Western influences, featuring a white tulle skirt that flowed gracefully below the knee and a fitted bodice with intricate embroidery of cranes, a nod to an elegant aesthetic.

As she slipped into the gown, the tailored lines of the dress accentuated her figure perfectly, while the tulle added a playful touch. The designer adjusted the hem of the dress and clapped their hands together in satisfaction, exclaiming, "Perfect!"

Meanwhile, Elton had already changed into his tuxedo. As he looked up, Agnes emerged from the dressing room. For a moment, Elton was visibly taken aback by her beauty. Time had been kind to Agnes; her face bore no trace of years gone by.

Elton was reminded of the young woman she was ten years ago. Her youthful charm remained unchanged, and he could still feel his heart skip a beat. Yet, he quickly gathered his composure. Agnes was indeed beautiful, but that beauty was not his to admire openly.

He felt a pang of jealousy for Jared, who had the privilege of her company. Elton approached her with a genuine smile. "Agnes, you look absolutely stunning," he complimented sincerely.

Agnes, however, was more concerned with the time. "Shouldn't we be going?" she asked, glancing at her watch.

Nearby, a server with a friendly smile offered in English, "Would you like a photo to remember the occasion?"

Agnes was about to decline, but Elton had already graciously accepted the offer. The server produced a vintage Polaroid camera and aimed it at them.

"Get a little closer," the server suggested with a smile.

Elton gently placed his arm around Agnes, careful to maintain a respectful distance, his hand hovering just shy of her shoulder. Agnes barely had time to react before the camera clicked, capturing the moment.

The server handed the freshly printed photo to Agnes, but she hesitated. Elton took it instead, slipping it discreetly into his pocket. "I'll keep this," he said with a soft smile.

Elton chuckled, "Do you think I need those few dollars?"

Agnes shot back with a grin, "And do you think I do?"

Elton laughed heartily, "Alright, you win. I'll send you my account details tonight."

The two made their way to the deck, which was bustling with elegantly dressed guests. The air was filled with the mixed scents of perfume and champagne. A band played softly in the background, their music mingling with the ocean breeze.

As they approached the entrance, each guest was handed a mask. Some wore theirs, others merely held them. Agnes casually dangled hers from her fingers, content to hold onto it for now.