The Wrong Woman

Chapter 985



Jasper countered, "And what about you? How many boyfriends have you had before?"

Imogen's reaction faltered slightly, a complexity flickering in her gaze. Swiftly, she lowered her head, her tone heavy as she replied, "None."

Jasper couldn't miss the despondency in Imogen's response. Sensing something amiss, he pressed on, "While you may not have dated, I'm sure you've had feelings for someone before, haven't you?"

Imogen offered a wry smile, arching an eyebrow at him. "Well, we've all had our companions, haven't we? No one betrayed anyone, so let's not dwell on the past, okay?"

Jasper sensed he had touched upon a sensitive subject; it was apparent that Imogen cherished someone deeply. However, constrained by circumstances, she settled for whoever came her way.

Reflecting on this, Jasper felt a twinge of unease. "Well, who was the one who initially brought up this topic?" he questioned.

"Sorry," Imogen apologized.

persisted, unwilling to let the matter slide. "Were you infatuated with someone, or was it unrequited

retrieved her pajamas from the wardrobe, evading his question. "I'll go take a shower now. You can finish tidying up on your own." Carrying her clothes, Imogen stepped out of the room. With a sigh escaping her

up, Imogen and Ethan were inseparable, akin to two peas in a pod. Their bond transcended the boundaries of friendship, hinting at a

that if neither had found their soulmate by age

best friend was well aware of the underlying attraction between Imogen and Ethan, along with their

unplanned pregnancy and

modest bed, their bodies tense.

his unease lingering despite the separation

that held Jasper's gaze. Despite being 27, she seemed as youthful as a 20-year-old, her skin radiant and

gentle shift, he turned to fully face Imogen, silently cherishing her presence. As he admired

struggled to find rest lying beside Imogen. After all, she was someone he had harbored feelings for over a decade ago. Throughout the night, his mind wrestled with

carefree and nonchalant, slept soundly, her serene state contrasting sharply

hadn't fully reconciled with her marriage and was still