The Wrong Woman

Chapter 982



Imogen and her parents exchanged glances before their faces lit up with genuine smiles of appreciation.

"Thank you. I absolutely love it," Carol said sincerely.

"We're a bit worried about the cost. You really didn't need to," Gregory added, acknowledging Jasper's generosity.

"I'm genuinely thrilled with mine as well," Imogen chimed in with a gentle smile, seeking to reassure Jasper.

After all, everyone understood his family's financial hardships. With his father battling cancer and his mother's passing, making a living in Phoenicia was a challenge.

Imogen couldn't shake the memory of how Jasper had emptied his wallet and given her all the cash he had during their last encounter. Even if his gifts turned out to be counterfeit, they still represented his sincere sentiments.

Handing her ruby jewelry to Carol, Imogen suggested, "You two go ahead and catch up. I'll prepare dinner."

Jasper quickly stood up, eager to offer his help. However, his words got stuck in his throat, rendering him momentarily speechless.

After all, he was clueless about cooking. He knew he'd be completely out of place as soon as he entered the kitchen.

Carol swiftly grasped Jasper's arm, insisting that he remain seated. "Ash, you stay here and talk with Dad. Imogen and I will take care of the cooking." Feeling embarrassed, Jasper complied and returned to his seat, pouring Gregory more coffee and striking up a conversation with him.

at the

Jasper had prepared himself well and adeptly handled every question thrown his way. Despite

had assumed another man's identity and misled Imogen into marrying him.

deception, perhaps the real Asher would be the one sitting there, sipping coffee with

chatting for a while, Gregory once again observed Jasper closely before commenting, "Ash, have

"What do you mean?"

from our country in his prime-tall, remarkably handsome, and

a sheepish smile. "With billions of people worldwide, it's not uncommon to encounter

true," Gregory concurred, taking a sip of his coffee. "Once upon a time, I diligently served on the border,

even had the honor of working under General Morrison for a while. But it was a shame

Perhaps you'll

couldn't help

he's a high-ranking general from Norvania, and I'm just a disabled veteran Meeting him

sighed deeply in

stationed at the border, Carol and Imogen

the admiration of many boys." Jasper felt his embarrassment intensify as he awaited Gregory's next words, his cheeks betraying a hint

Gregory continued, "In her first year of junior high, there was a boy from the neighboring class who sent her a love letter. She tore it up right in front of him