Chapter 584
Jared seemed to have trouble finishing his sentence.
His fingers were itching to curl into a fist again.
Valeria quickly grabbed his hand, “Chill, dude. You can’t just take one side of the story, right? She must’ve thought you were engaged too, right? And what’s the truth? Maybe things between Ryder and her aren’t what you think.”
Jared seemed to finally realized something with that reminder.
He suddenly stood up and bolted out of the room.
Valeria also rose, watching Jared’s retreating back while her brows knitted together in worry,
Jared made a beeline for Ryder’s room.
Without knocking, he swung the door open, and sure enough, there was Agnes.
Agnes was staring into space, sitting alone on the sofa with a glass of water in her hand.
She hadn’t moved an inch.
Ryder had gone off to Cilian’s study and hadn’t returned yet.
Agnes had planned on leaving tonight.
With Jared around, she felt on edge.
His cold eyes and the image of him crushing the glass kept haunting her.
Hearing the door open, she thought Ryder was back and quickly sprang up, “Ryder…”
She didn’t get to finish calling Ryder’s name.
Because it was Jared, not Ryder, at the door.
Agnes Mace changed.
Jared barged in, “What, disappointed to see me?”
Agnes‘ gaze landed on Jared’s bandaged hand, the red seeping through the fabric.
Jared was still clenching his fist, seemingly indifferent to t.
All Agnes felt was a pang in her heart.
Since the glass cut Jared’s palm, Agnes felt as if those shards had pierced her heart instead.
Agnes hung her head, seemingly drained, “Why are you here?”
Jared slowly closed the gap between them, “Agnes, I don’t get it. I need an explanation.”
Jared was now right in front of Agnes.
He suddenly grabbed her arm, “Why?”
Jared’s grip was tight, Agnes felt as if her arm was about to break.
Jared’s bandage was completely soaked red.
Agnes cried out, “Jared, let go of me!”
“No! I won’t let go!”
Agnes‘ gaze never left his blood–soaked bandage.
Has Jared lost his mind?
Agnes looked up at Jared, “What the hell do you want, Jared?”
“I want an explanation!”
“What explanation?”
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Jared scoffed, “Agnes, didn’t you leave me because of Alyssa? You couldn’t let go of that grudge, said we couldn’t be a family. Then what about Ryder? How can you be with him? Isn’t that a joke?”
Agnes felt dizzy, at a loss for words.
Things had taken a turn she hadn’t expected.
Jared looked at her, his smile turning bitter, “Can’t you find an excuse, Agnes? So your ‘principles‘ only applied to me. All these years, you’ve been playing me. What am I to you, Agnes? A toy you can throw away anytime? Or did you plan this all along, to get rid of me and live your life with him?”
Thinking about how they had been living together in Manhattan for years, Jared wanted to rip the woman before him to shreds.
