Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared)

Life in the following days was pretty chill, and before she knew it, it was already June.

Jared was still often away on business, and Agnes found hersell growing increasingly dependent on him.

On the first day of every business trip Jared took, Agnes would start looking forward to when he would get back.

But this time. Jared’s trip was unusually long–a whole week with no confirmed date of return.

Kerri noticed Agnes moping around the house, endlessly staring at her phone, like she was deep in the throes of missing someone.

Agnes had to admit that she really missed Jared, waiting for his messages and his calls.

Even if his messages were just a word or two, Agnes would look at her phone, her heart brimming with happiness.

Kern began to wonder if Agnes was falling in love.

Agnes didn’t deny it.

Today was weekend, and Agnes hadn’t received any messages from Jared all day, which made her fee l particularly down.

By three o’clock in the afternoon, Agnes had left the library and planned to go home to sleep. On her bike ride home, because her mind wasn’t there, she nearly hit a black sedan.

When the car stopped, Agnes was startled because her bike had left an obvious scratch on the rear of the car.

Agnes took one look at the license plate, and it was a Maybach. Her heart sank.

The driver got out and immediately scolded her: “What’s wrong with you, young lady? How can you ride a bike so carelessly?-Don’t you care about safety?” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Agnes quickly apologized, saying, “I’m sorry, it was my fault.”

The driver quickly checked and saw the scratch on his car and said, “Can you afford to pay for this dam age? Do you know what kind of car it is? Can you, a student, afford it?”

Agnes replied. “We can call the police first, follow the standard procedures, get an assessment, and I will take responsibility”

“You’re talking like it’s so easy. Do you have any idea how much this car costs?”

“Moss.” A deep voice came from the back seat of the car.

It was then that Agnes noticed there was a young man in the back seat. He was wearing sunglasses, a nd his face was unclear, but his side profile was strikingly handsome, and he carried himself with a calm aura that was not ordinary

The driver, Moss, went over immediately and reported the incident.

Agnes waited at a distance, and after a while, Moss came over and said, “We don’t have time for official procedures. Just give us twenty thousand for the repair cost; we won’t haggle with you today”

If she didn’t know any better, she might have thought he was trying to rip her off, but Agnes knew that s ettling for twenty thousand was actually letting her off easy

Agnes responded, “Alright, but twenty thousand is no small sum. I’m just a student. Give me a month, a nd I will pay off this debt.”

Moss ran over to ask the man in the back seat again.

Then, Moss handed Agnes a business card and said, “This is my boss’s card. It has his contact informa tion. When you have the money ready, call him, and he will give you the account information.”

Agnes took the card and nodded.

Moss emphasized again, “Unless it’s necessary, please don’t bother my boss. He’s very busy.”

Agnes nodded again.

When Moss got back in the car, he was a bit puzzled. His boss’s card was a precious thing; why would he giv e it to such a clumsy girl?

These small matters should be handled by his subordinates. His boss had a ton of work to do every da y, and dealing with this kind of thing personally was not his style

When the car drove away, Agnes finally looked down at the card.

The card was very simple, with only a name and a phone number on it.

Ivan?

Why did Agnes feel like she had heard this name before?