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 response

are you trying to set Imogen

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

you're not saying the

awkward, so she could only force a

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

sighed helplessly when she

years, he had shown no interest in women. It was either a problem

apologized, "I'm sorry, Imogen. I

smiled back. "It's okay,

and continued with

with another professor inquiring, "Imogen, do

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

"I'm married," she replied.

Mila appeared slightly disappointed.

a shy smile before returning to her

inwardly. Every time she heard of someone Jasper's age marrying, it

suffice. At least he should be in a relationship. The more he avoided both, the more Mila worried about his well-being. Her anxiety