Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared)
Chapter 693

Beatrice's heart plummeted in an instant. She looked at Agnes' smiling face, as if she were staring at a demon, "Agnes, what are you up to? This is my face, you're not allowed to touch it. I was born this way, you won't lay a finger on it."

Beatrice cradled her face as if it were a precious jewel.

Agnes sneered, "Beatrice, have you lost your mind? Don't you remember how you used to look?"

Beatrice glared back with hatred, "I was born this way, I've never had plastic surgery. Agnes, don't you dare harm me, don't touch my face."

Beatrice, paranoid and frantic, retreated into a corner of the couch.

At this moment, Jared, who had been quietly observing the two of them, suddenly walked towards Beatrice.

Seeing Jared, Beatrice immediately lunged at him.

She grabbed his hand, "Save me, Jared, please save me. You like my face too, don't you? You can't let this devil ruin it, please save me." Beatrice pleaded through her tears.

Her face, though surgically enhanced, was flawless, without a trace of scars.

However, when she cried, it seemed somewhat stiff, and no tears rolled down.

Jared looked at her face calmly, "I do like your face."

Upon hearing this, Beatrice's heart leapt, igniting a great hope.

As long as Jared was on her side, there was still hope.

Jared had feelings for her over the past four years.

Agnes was gone for four years, and during that time, she was always by Jared's side.

Agnes had only been with Jared for a year, but she had been with him for four years.

Jared must have feelings for her, otherwise, why would he have paid twenty million dollars to help her out at the birthday party?

Beatrice clung to this lifeline.

Jared's voice turned colder, "But you don't deserve this face."

"What did you say? No, it's not like that." Beatrice didn't want to believe what she had heard.

She still clutched Jared's sleeve.

Jared, however, shook off her hand disdainfully.

Jared said, "Your soul is too ugly to deserve Agnes' face. In these four years, no matter how you disguise yourself, when I see you, I still see your hideous past. I was willing to let bygones be bygones because you are Agnes' sister, but I never imagined that you were the one who caused the disaster four years ago. I regret saving you that night."

Jared spoke each word with chilling coldness.

Agnes shook her head, her fear and despair preventing her from speaking.

All she could do was mutter, "No, you do like me, Jared, you know you do."

Jared's lips curled into a cold smile as he said, "Beatrice, do you know why I kept you around? It was merely because you're my sister-in-law. The only tolerance I had for you was out of respect for your sister. Now, after what you've done, I don't need to tolerate you anymore. You can spend the rest of your life in prison with your true face."

Jared turned to Agnes, "I'll handle this. I'll expose her true face."

Jared's voice was icy, sending chills down Agnes' spine, let alone Beatrice's.