The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1003

Imogen felt her strength draining in Jasper's comforting embrace, her body softening like a puddle. Despite her nervousness, she closed her eyes, eagerly awaiting his next move. At that moment, her heart swelled with anticipation.

As moments drifted by, Jasper kept her in his arms, his body radiating warmth akin to a furnace. Finally, he whispered in her ear, "You can rest a little longer. There's no rush to get up so early." Upon hearing this, Imogen was left speechless.

In a heartbeat, the comforting warmth of his embrace dissipated.

Jasper stepped back, gently draping a blanket over her. Afterward, he changed into fresh clothes.

Imogen couldn't resist stealing a glance at him, her heart brimming with curiosity.

Jasper discarded his pajamas and slipped into a button-up shirt.

As Imogen caught a glimpse of Jasper's strong back muscles, a slight warmth spread across her cheeks.

Settling back onto the bed, she subconsciously gripped the blanket, her mind racing with questions.

What could be the problem?

It wasn't like they were living in conservative times-so what was holding Jasper back from making his move?

Could he possibly be running late?

changing into fresh clothes, Jasper went to the bathroom

Imogen closed her eyes, attempting to drift back to sleep. However,

phone and suit jacket, getting ready to leave. Unable to resist, he stole a glance at Imogen, who seemed to be asleep. As he observed her, his steps paused

Imogen was wide

didn't register the sound

her confusion, Imogen suddenly found herself enveloped by Jasper's fresh, comforting scent, accompanied by the gentle touch of his

momentarily dumbfounded. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart racing with

just... kissed

he had

forehead, Jasper silently withdrew, gently closing the door behind

eyes snapped open. Sitting up abruptly her hand instinctively clutched her chest, taking in deep breaths. Her heart raced, echoing

Imogen absentmindedly touched her

recently wedded husband. Otherwise, why would she feel so nervous, her heart pounding rapidly? As she pondered this,

of bed and made her way to the bathroom to freshen

Carol at work, and Gregory immersed in handicrafts in the living room,

picked up her resumé and

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