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.

to barrage Jasper with a series of inquiries about his job at the car dealership, delving into details such as income, working

thrown his way. Despite this, a

man's identity and misled Imogen into marrying

real Asher would be the one sitting there, sipping coffee with Gregory. Imogen's husband would be a

before commenting, "Ash, have you ever considered how

"What do you mean?"

truly do bear a remarkable resemblance to a young general from our country in his prime-tall, remarkably handsome, and

smile. "With billions of

coffee. "Once upon a time, I diligently served on the border, contributing to

under General Morrison for a while. But it was a shame my rank was too low. I never had the

never know. Perhaps you'll get the

couldn't help but

it seems even more improbable now. After all, he's a high-ranking general from Norvania, and I'm

in response,

border, Carol and Imogen often joined me on

She garnered significant popularity, attracting the admiration of many

was a boy from the neighboring class who sent her a love letter. She tore it up right in front of him