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Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 301

Beatrice gritted her teeth and said, "Agnes, I'm sorry. I acted impulsively. I'll help clean up."

"Just leave," Agnes replied calmly.

Beatrice was filled with resentment.

She was kicked out as soon as Jared arrived. Was Agnes really that alert of her?

But she shouldn't stay at this moment, or Jared might dislike her even more.

Swallowing her anger, Beatrice said, "Then I'll leave first."

With that, she left the room.

Jared looked quite displeased, "Do you usually let her push you around like this?"

Agnes chuckled, "If we really get physical, she's no match for me. I just don't want to fight with her."

"You're so forgiving!"

Agnes smiled and said, "Why so mad? It's no big deal, I'm used to it. She can't hurt me."

"I'm mad because you're used to it. Agnes, what kind of family did you grow up in to be so submissive?"

What kind of family environment?

This was the environment she lived in.

What Beatrice just did was just the tip of the iceberg.

Agnes continued to comfort Jared, "Don't be angry anymore. We rarely have the chance to relax together. Aren't you looking forward to this vacation?"

Hearing this, Jared seemed to cheer up a bit.

After packing their luggage, Jared carried it out of the room.

Unexpectedly, Beatrice was standing at the door. She cautiously asked, "Are you two going on vacation?"

Jared turned his head and coldly asked, "What, you want to come too?"

Jared just grunted, "If she dares to bully you again, I'll do something even more childish."

With that, their car drove out of the Pritchard family's villa.

Agnes's grandmother lived in a place called Foxglove Village. It was sparsely populated and inconvenient to access, with only one road.

Agnes used to take a long-distance bus there. After getting off, she had to walk five kilometers to reach her grandmother's house.

Usually, she would leave in the morning and arrive at night.

But today, Jared drove them there in just four hours.

Agnes didn't tell her grandmother they were coming, because she didn't know how to contact her.

Agnes had worked hard to save money and bought a mobile phone for her grandmother, but the old lady still didn't know how to use it.

Agnes had no choice but to give the phone to her grandmother's neighbor, and usually learned about her grandmother's life through the neighbor.

After leaving the main road, the car bumped along a small path and finally stopped in Agnes's grandmother's yard.

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