The Wrong Woman

No matter how influential Zoey's parents were, they couldn't compare to Jasper's. It seemed only he could have resolved the issue. "Thank you, Jasper," Imogen said.

Jasper gave a bittersweet smile and replied gently, "Don't mention it. It feels too formal for that."

"Jasper, I want to-" Imogen started, but before she could finish, Jasper's expression darkened, and he interrupted her, "No, I won't agree."

Imogen smiled helplessly. She hadn't even finished her sentence. Was he so afraid she'd mention divorce?

"I wasn't done speaking," she said.

"Anything but divorce, Imogen. I can give you anything else," Jasper responded.

"I want to return to Norvania Aerospace Academy for an exchange program."

Without hesitation, Jasper blurted, "You can attend the program, but you're not allowed to stay overnight at school."

spirits lifted,

heart flutter. He leaned

head, avoiding his kiss. His lips landed on her cheek instead. Undeterred, Jasper tried again, aiming for

any longer, Jasper cupped Imogen's face and kissed her deeply. Even though she had been kissed by him many

long time which

moment persisted in the quiet of

his study. She got ready for bed, lying down with her phone to watch some videos. Suddenly, a piece of news popped up,

entering a hotel with a wealthy heiress. They

back appeared in the photo, Imogen recognized him instantly. The

the heavier her heart sank. She

real estate magnate, and her mother was a dancer. Their wealth and prestige were undeniable. Imogen felt increasingly distraught, a restlessness surging

she hastily set

Jasper

and in a bad