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

Winkler, are you trying

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

sure you're not saying the opposite?" another professor

so she could only force

it. Of course, I hope my son

when she thought of Jasper's

had shown no interest in women. It was either a problem with his sexual orientation or his sexual function. Either way,

sorry, Imogen. I didn't mean any

back. "It's okay, Professor

in response and continued with her

on, with another professor inquiring,

and thoughts of Jasper clouded her mind. Her mood darkened, but she couldn't deny the

"I'm married," she replied.

Mila appeared slightly disappointed.

a shy

Every time she heard of someone Jasper's age

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