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

"Professor Winkler, are you trying to

awkwardly. "No, no. My son isn't a good match

you're not saying the opposite?" another professor

so she could only force

course, I hope my son can marry a good girl like Imogen,

sighed helplessly when she

a problem with his sexual orientation or his sexual function. Either

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

back. "It's okay,

in response and continued with her

carried on, with another professor inquiring, "Imogen, do you have

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

"I'm married," she replied.

Mila appeared slightly disappointed.

gaze and offered a shy smile before returning to her

Jasper's age marrying, it frustrated her. She silently cursed Jasper for apparent

relationship. The more he avoided both, the more Mila worried about his well-being. Her anxiety about his marriage