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

others started teasing. "Professor Winkler, are you trying

My son isn't a good match for someone like

you're not saying the opposite?"

felt exceptionally awkward, so she could

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

she thought of Jasper's

problem with his sexual orientation or his

in Imogen, Mila quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Imogen. I didn't mean any harm. Please don't take it

back. "It's okay, Professor

and continued with her

carried on, with another professor

her mind. Her mood

"I'm married," she replied.

Mila appeared slightly disappointed.

gaze and offered a shy smile before

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

he wasn't 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