The Wrong Woman

Surrounded by a steady stream of compliments and admiration, Zoey gradually lost touch with her true self.

In the evening, at the end of the workday, Jasper left the office early as usual. He sat in his car, quietly watching the entrance of Star Enterprise, waiting for Imogen to emerge. Time ticked by slowly. Most employees departed, but Imogen had yet to appear.

Jasper's patience dwindled. He swung open the car door and strode into the office building. Suddenly, someone blocked his path. His face tightened as he examined the person blocking him. "Good evening, Mr. Morrison," Zoey greeted with a delicate and charming posture, her face illuminated by a warm smile, her eyes reflecting deep affection.

Jasper's expression stayed impassive as hummed in acknowledgment.

"Mr. Morrison, I'm truly sorry about all the gossip today. I have no idea who started it," Zoey murmured shyly.

"What gossip?" Jasper looked confused.

"You haven't heard?" Zoey seemed surprised.

"No, what's happening?"

office is talking about how you have feelings for me," she said, blushing and glancing down in embarrassment.

Zoey's apparent lack of self-awareness. He wondered what had

"Mr. Morrison, how

appealing. "Sure,

first date, and you're

remark amusing. Disregarding her words, he gestured toward his

She followed Jasper out of the office building, amidst the curious glances of

and laughing together as they exited the office building, got into his luxury car, and

knew she couldn't sustain her marriage with Jasper any longer and understood he wasn't the lifelong partner meant for her. Despite this awareness, her heart wrestled with jealousy and sadness. She gloomily took

her and was struck by a sudden realization. Wasn't this villa owned by Jasper? How could she have been so oblivious? She sighed heavily, feeling as though

looked down pulled out her phone, and checked the caller ID. It was an employee from the space agency who had offered her an external job some time back. It had

these thoughts racing through her mind, Imogen answered the phone. "What's the