shuhaige
Chapter 717
Chapter 717
Agnes had just about given up by the end of it all.
She was twirling in rhythm with Jared's movements.
Music seemed to be wafting around their ears.
Couples were dancing and kissing all around them.
Perhaps it was the cover of darkness that masked her discomfort and shyness.
Or maybe it was the fact that everyone else was kissing, that not participating would make her the odd
one out.
In the end, Agnes stopped resisting, even forgetting to push him away.
She even began to enjoy it.
Jared still smelled as familiar as ever.
His scent was clean and sharp, like an intoxicating whiff of fresh lavender.
Agnes wasn't sure if it was due to lack of oxygen, or perhaps she was dizzy from all the dancing, her
mind seemed to be blank.
She felt as if she was lying in a vast field of flowers in Provence. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.
The sun was scorching, warming her entire body.
She didn't know how much time had passed.
The dance ended, and the lights in the grand hall were switched on once again.
Agnes slowly came back to her senses.
Jared's lips were still on hers.
Their bodies were almost touching.
Agnes resisted slightly, then Jared reluctantly parted from her lips.
Her taste was simply divine.
Ever since that night, Jared admitted, he had been reminiscing non-stop, every minute, every second.
No matter what Agnes looked like in front of him.
Whether she was dressed up in fiery red or looking natural and innocent, she always managed to steal
his attention, making him want to get closer, yearning for a touch.
At that moment, her cheeks were flushed.
He wasn't sure if it was due to lack of oxygen or anger.
Her skin was as tender as a baby's, without any makeup.
Time had been kind to her, leaving no traces on her face.
Right now, Agnes looked like a sixteen-year-old girl.
She seemed to be glaring at Jared with a hint of anger.
But her eyes were clear and pure, untouched by worldly desires, carrying a misty aura reminiscent of a
rainy day in the country.
The sight of her looking at him with a hint of anger could even be considered seductive.
Agnes was breathing slightly heavily, her chest rising and falling.
Jared's gaze involuntarily shifted downwards.
Agnes noticed Jared's gaze, then she covered her chest with her hands, saying, "Jared, stop
eyefucking me."
Jared shifted his gaze, raising an eyebrow, "What are you hiding? I've seen it all that night. Surprisingly,
four years later, those peas still haven't grown."
Peas? What the hell…
Her figure was pretty good, okay?
But Agnes couldn't be bothered to argue with Jared about his crude flirting.
She stormed off the dance floor.
Jared watched her retreating figure, touching the corner of his lips.
He also left the dance floor, only to see Valeria standing not far away, holding a glass of wine.
Her gaze was fixed on Jared.
When Jared met her gaze, Valeria gave a light smile, raising her champagne glass in his direction.
Jared walked straight towards Valeria.
He casually picked up a glass of red wine.
With a light smile, Valeria asked, "Is the kiss of force sweet?"
Jared took a sip of the wine, "I don't know if it's sweet, but I'm happy as long as I can get it."
Valeria clinked glasses with him, seemingly sighing, "You're incredibly domineering. If Mr. Kearney
knew that the woman he's been looking for danced the blackout dance with you, he'd be livid."