The Wrong Woman

Imogen felt unfamiliar with Ethan's current demeanor. She couldn't bear to see the man she had once loved behave so repulsively.

Ethan tried to explain, "Imogen, I was drunk and confused. You've always been the one I loved. I-"

"Enough, Ethan," Imogen interjected sharply. "I'm married now, and Scarlett is pregnant. Please treat her and your unborn child with respect. There's no point in saying things that will only lead to more trouble." With those words, Imogen walked away from him.

Suddenly, Ethan forcefully seized her arm, his face contorted with anger. "Imogen, did you marry some random guy just to get back at me?"

"No! Let go of me," Imogen shot back sharply.

Despite her plea, Ethan persisted, pulling her closer and gripping both her arms firmly.

Imogen found herself uncomfortably close to Ethan, struggling against his tight grip. "Let go," she demanded firmly.

Losing his composure, Ethan growled in frustration, "You're only doing this to spite me, right? Deep down, you can't deny that you still have feelings for me. Why put yourself through this agony?" "I don't," Imogen retorted, her eyes flashing with anger.

"You know it's true," Ethan insisted arrogantly. "You married a man you barely knew. His family is struggling, his job is mediocre, and his character is unremarkable.

boy toy kept by a wealthy woman. For all we know, he might

as she admonished, "Ethan, who do you think

he even had a place ready for you when you married him. It's absurd that he still relies

"That's none of your

himself, Ethan shot back, "Imogen, face reality. Besides being good-looking,

her might, crying

the more determined Ethan became

I beg you not to do this. It's my fault. I know I've been

go..." Imogen fought

figure hurried

approaching, Ethan was

as Jasper's punch sent Ethan crashing to the

lay still, blood trickling from the corner of his