The Wrong Woman

Imogen read Jasper's message and angrily slammed her phone onto the bed. "Jasper, you bastard! Do you think having money, power, and influence makes you so great? All you do is bully me!" She didn't bother to reply to his messages.

After a night's rest, Imogen woke up the next morning feeling much better. She got ready quickly and left for work early. By the time Jasper woke up, she was already gone.

Imogen had taken the day off to return to the space agency and continue her work. She met several distinguished professors who admired her talent but regretted that her lack of formal education prevented her from joining the agency.

During lunch, Imogen went to the cafeteria with a few professors.

Being young and attractive, she was well-liked. Mila, in particular, took a special interest in her.

"Imogen, how old are you?" she asked.

"I'm 27," Imogen replied.

Mila looked surprised. "Wow, you look so young. You're the same age as my son."

"How many children do you have, Professor Winkler?" Imogen asked.

"Just one, my only son," Mila smiled.

hummed in response

started teasing. "Professor Winkler, are you trying

"No, no. My son isn't

you're not saying the opposite?"

exceptionally awkward, so she could only force

hope my son can marry a good girl

she thought of

had shown no interest in women. It was either a problem with his sexual orientation

"I'm sorry, Imogen. I didn't mean any harm. Please don't

back. "It's okay,

and continued with her

another professor inquiring, "Imogen, do

thoughts of Jasper clouded her mind.

"I'm married," she replied.

Mila appeared slightly disappointed.

met her gaze and offered a shy smile before returning

of someone Jasper's age marrying, it frustrated her. She silently cursed Jasper

in women, finding a man would suffice. At least he should be in a relationship. The more he avoided both, the more Mila