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.

in

others started teasing. "Professor Winkler, are you trying to set Imogen up with

son isn't a good match

not saying the opposite?" another

she could

mean it. Of course, I hope my son can marry a good girl like

she thought

It was either a problem with his sexual orientation or his sexual function. Either way, he wasn't

apologized, "I'm sorry, Imogen. I didn't mean any

"It's okay, Professor

in response and

carried on, with another professor

and thoughts of Jasper clouded her mind. Her mood darkened, but she

"I'm married," she replied.

Mila appeared slightly disappointed.

a shy smile before returning to

of someone Jasper's age

interested in women, finding a man would suffice. At least he should be in a relationship. The more he avoided both, the more Mila worried about his well-being. Her anxiety about his marriage prospects grew, prompting