The Wrong Woman

"Have you met that woman before?" Jasper asked.

"We haven't seen her in person. Her parents handled the negotiations," Gregory answered.

Jasper nodded in understanding upon hearing this. "Dad, everything is settled now. You should take some rest." "Okay, you should get to bed early too."

With that, Gregory retreated to his room, leaving Jasper slumped on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest.

Meanwhile, Imogen emerged from the bathroom and found Jasper reclined on the sofa, apparently asleep.

Approaching quietly, she leaned down and whispered, "Ash, don't sleep here, you—"

Before she could finish, Jasper opened his eyes.

Imogen stood frozen, her eyes locked onto Jasper's profound gaze.

His eyes shimmered with mystery and depth, their intensity captivating as he gazed into hers.

Imogen nervously cleared her throat before advising, "You shouldn't stay here; you might catch a cold. Take a shower before heading to your room to sleep." "Imogen."

"Yes?"

"Do you have any regrets?"

"Regrets about what?"

marrying me

You've been so good to me. Why would I regret anything? But given my family's circumstances and my imperfections... Do you regret marrying

tenderly clasping her delicate hand in his own. He gently stroked her thumb and whispered, "I have

him hold her hand. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she shyly glanced down, unable to meet his gaze

take a shower," she murmured. "Do you want

paused for a moment

that, he let go of

while he

her room, Imogen gently touched her flushed

a deep breath, she murmured to herself, "Imogen, you're too easily flustered. Just

Imogen approached the cabinet and retrieved Jasper's pajamas. As she opened the drawer to

overweight. So why were

palpable as she swiftly tucked

then took a deep breath, followed by another, feeling a wave of heat

herself reassuringly, "It's normal to feel desire. There's no need to be embarrassed. He's your husband, after all." Carrying Jasper's clothes, Imogen approached the bathroom door and called out, "Ash, I've got your clothes. Can

her arm

her reaction, Jasper chuckled softly and accepted the clothes. After thanking Imogen, he gently closed the door behind him. That night proved restless for both of them, each consumed by their thoughts and burdened with heavy hearts,

clock struck