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."

nodded, her spirits lifted, and her

sweetly at him, Jasper felt his heart flutter. He

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

kissed her deeply. Even though she had been kissed by him many times, she

for a long time which almost tempted him to take her

moment persisted in the quiet of

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

entering a hotel with a

instantly. The heiress was a popular social media

her heart sank. She quickly researched the heiress's background

mother was a dancer. Their wealth and prestige were undeniable. Imogen

hastily set down her phone and

Jasper asked

over her head, and in a bad mood, she murmured, "About