The Wrong Woman

Imogen used all her strength to drag the drunken Jasper into the room.

Panting, she fetched a damp towel from the bathroom to wipe his face. She murmured softly, "Why did you drink so much?" Jasper mumbled incoherently while he was in his drunken haze. As he closed his eyes to rest, he called out her name.

At first, Imogen couldn't make out his words.

After she was done wiping him down, she wanted to go to bed, but she heard Jasper's faint voice. He murmured, "Imogen, I love you... I really, really love you. Please don't divorce me. Please... don't leave me."

Imogen leaned against his chest, feeling a deep ache in her heart.

She caressed his cheek tenderly as she gazed at his handsome face in the dim light. Her heart fluttered. Even if she wanted to deny it, her racing heart gave her away. Imogen slowly leaned in and stole a kiss from him.

"I won't ask for a divorce, Jasper," Imogen said softly. "Give me some time to get used to it."

"Imogen... Imogen..."

Imogen said, "Jasper, I think I'm in love with you too."

that just a moment ago they were arguing, but the next moment, her heart ached

opened his eyes to find himself lying

a bit too much the night before. He sat

his phone, checked the time, and saw that

took a deep breath,

did he sleep until noon? Where was Imogen? Was she

got out of

didn't know was that two hours before he woke up, Yulia had

who answered her

night and is still asleep, so he

tantrum and asked, "Who do you think

ignore her, but Yulia went too far. She continued to

tolerate it

is already in

meeting Imogen in person because