The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1002

Imogen certainly couldn't say it in this manner.

"I've been considering looking for a job," she said.

"Don't worry about it. Take your time. If you have any thoughts, feel free to discuss them with me. I have many friends who might be able to help," Jasper offered.

Imogen's pride kicked in as she quickly refused, "You don't have to trouble yourself. I can handle it on my own."

"I'm your husband. How could it possibly be a bother?"

"That's not what I meant. I'm just confident that I'll find a job soon."

"I see."

"And what about you?"

"I've also been thinking about work."

"Don't dwell on it too much. Try to get some sleep," Imogen suggested, blinking as she looked at Jasper lying beside her in the dim light.

Even in the darkness, his silhouette exuded a striking allure.

"Okay, goodnight," Jasper said.

whispered

his eyes, his

herself unable to fall asleep. As she shut her eyes, her thoughts

in the same bed. Did Jasper truly have no desire

respectfully, making her feel like their marriage

have sex with women they found attractive, even without having feelings

didn't Jasper seem to have such desires

that he was physically incapable of becoming

her mind swirling with these thoughts, Imogen slowly

it,

his lower abdomen. The discomfort from his erection jolted him awake, instantly pulling him out

grunted, swiftly moving to relieve

felt her body beneath

face flushed as she apologized, "I'm really sorry about that. It wasn't intentional-I was just reaching for

him Sure enough, Imogen's phone was resting there. Without much thought, he retrieved it and handed it

reddened further, a faint smile dancing on her lips as she settled back with her phone, swiftly turning

if her

sexual prowess had

checked the time on her phone before setting it down. As she turned away from Jasper, she couldn't help but tense up, feeling

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