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Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 223

They were actually... making love.

Agnes immediately turned around, frantically covering her eyes.

So, when Kerri said she was going out, she meant...

Even though they were covered with a thin blanket, she didn't see much.

But the scattered clothes on the floor and those positions, obviously showed their behavior...

Agnes really wished she could find a place to hit her head and get it over with.

"Uh, sorry, I'm leaving now, you guys carry on."

With her eyes covered, Agnes hurriedly rushed out of the room.

As she reached the door, she bumped into the doorframe because she was covering her eyes, and then she stumbled out of the door.

Agnes ran out of the villa all the way to a dimly lit place in the distance.

But her face still felt like it was on fire, and she forcefully slapped her own head.

Why did she rush in there so impulsively?

Too embarrassing, how was she going to face those two in the future?

As Agnes walked, she regretted.

Agnes walked out step by step along the private driveway of the villa. She didn't know where to go for a moment. When she reached the gate of the community, Agnes suddenly felt lost.

In such a big city, where should she go?

Just then, a car drove from a distance, it was the Maybach she was all too familiar with.

Two beams of car lights shone directly on her. Agnes wanted to dodge but it was too late.

The car had already stopped next to her and the car window slowly rolled down.

Inside the car was Jared's indifferent face: "Get in."

She hadn't seen Jared for several days and there had been no contact between them.

Agnes asked, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Jared looked at Agnes coldly: "No."

Maybe it was this kind of indifference that made Agnes unbearable, and she turned to leave.

In the end, Jared got out of the car and caught up with Agnes, grabbing her arm directly: "Agnes, when are you going to stop arguing with me?"

Agnes looked helpless: "Do you think I'm arguing with you? Jared, it's you who doubted me, slandered me, should I accept your humiliation? Jared, I tell you, this matter is not over."

Jared's face had already turned cold: "So, what do you want me to do?"

Agnes looked at Jared: "Unless you apologize to me and to Ryder, otherwise I..."

Before Agnes could finish speaking, Jared turned and left.

Then she heard the sound of the car engine roaring.

Jared's car quickly drove away.

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