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?"

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

by Zoey's apparent lack

his smile, Zoey became even more enthusiastic and suggested cheerfully, "Mr. Morrison, how about we grab dinner somewhere

the idea appealing. "Sure, let's

our first date, and you're already talking about

he gestured toward his car parked

curious glances of onlookers. Employees at Star Enterprise began whispering about Jasper's

had been hiding in a corner, hesitant to emerge. It wasn't until she saw Jasper and Zoey chatting and laughing together as they

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

by a sudden realization. Wasn't this villa owned by Jasper? How could she have

was an employee from the space agency who had offered her an external job some time

thoughts racing through her mind, Imogen answered