Heartstrings On Fire ( Jared and Anita )
Chapter 131

Chapter 131

Sitting opposite Agnes, Justin plonked down a heap of barbequed Argentinean red prawns.

“So, what’s your game plan for your situation?” Justin asked, peeling shrimp.

Agnes wasn’t sure.

Her divorce agreement was torn to shreds by Jared.

“If you need a lawyer, I can help you out.”

Agnes didn’t want to escalate things to the point where the court had to intervene.

If it ever came to that, her relationship with Mr. Whitfield would be out in the open.

And Agnes knew very well Jared wouldn’t let things get to that point.

Perhaps he wouldn’t want anyone to know that he had been married before.

“Let’s wait and see. I believe he’ll call it quits, after all, bigamy is illegal.”

Justin nodded, handing over a peeled prawn to Agnes.

*Justin, I don’t want it. Agnes frowned.

“Jared’s watching.”

Agnes felt a pang of nerves. Without further hesitation, she took the prawn and bit into it.

Justin put on a disposable glove, chuckling while he fondly pinched Agnes’s cheek, “Agnes, you look adorable when you eat.”

Jared saw everything. His face was poker–faced, but his hands were balled into fists.

Agnes and Justin had their cozy moment; suddenly, she found it all a bit dull..

Why was she doing such childish things?

Would Jared care if he saw?

He might just think they were clowning around.

So, when Justin passed her another peeled prawn, Agnes stood up and said, “Justin, I’m stuffed. I’ll take off first.”

Agnes left alone. The party was still going, but Agnes returned to the dormitory.

The dormitory was very quiet.

Initially, the dormitory was rented by the production crew for the actors.

Now, almost all the actors were having a feast on the field.

The whole dormitory was pitch black, eerily silent.

Agnes was about to go in.

But she noticed a tall figure leaning under the street lamp in front of the dormitory.

Agnes was taken aback before realizing that it was Jared.

Why would Jared be here?

But Agnes quickly understood. Probably because he saw Mamie today and finally had an epiphany.

Maybe he came to talk about the divorce. That’s a good thing..

Agnes walked up to Jared.

“Were the prawns good?”

Before Agnes could open her mouth, Jared broke the silence.

His voice was low, with a hint of sarcasm and mockery that made people frown.

Agnes forced a smile, “Of course, they were good. They were air–shipped here, each live red prawn worth hundreds of bucks. They must taste great. Thanks to Mr. Whitfield’s generosity.”

“I think, you didn’t eat it because it tasted good, but because Justin personally peeled it for you. You two seemed pretty close.”

Agnes didn’t back down, “You and Ms. Mamie seemed pretty chummy too.”

Their eyes locked, and Jared’s eyes were cold, but there was a hint of anger.

After a while, Jared said, “If they were so tasty, why didn’t you eat more? Why’d you come back so early?”

Agnes shot back, “And you? Why are you lingering outside the girls‘ dormitory? Are you… waiting for me?*