The Wrong Woman

Imogen quickly shook her head and said, "No, I met Yulia."

Jasper asked, "What did she say to you?"

Imogen sighed in relief. She smiled as she said, "Nothing much, just some ambiguous words that could easily be misunderstood."

Jasper gently rubbed her fair and soft hand. He said slowly, "So, you were bothered by it but didn't tell me?"

Imogen fell silent, feeling conflicted.

Jasper was disappointed. He said, "We've only been married for a short time, but we are a real couple now.

"When you agreed to this blind date and quick marriage, wasn't it to find a good man and live a stable life? Where has your confidence in marriage gone?"

Imogen gave a bitter smile. She responded, "I wanted to find someone of similar status, but I ended up marrying into a wealthy family."

"Isn't it good that your life has improved?"

"Of course," Imogen said with a genuine smile.

into her eyes affectionately, though

was looking at

then pulled her into his

tightly, breathing in his

in her shoulder as

why he seemed so down

hands on his waist as her body pressed

to have any intention of letting go. He held her tighter, his cheek brushing against the

on her neck but was too embarrassed to mention it, fearing it would break the

heard Jasper's hoarse and magnetic voice. He murmured, "Imogen, do you have a place for me

a pleading tone, "I really love you. Can't you make a little room for

as

reason to feel insecure about herself. It was Jasper who loved her first and had tricked her into marrying him after falling for her at

she wanted to marry into a wealthy family. It was Jasper who had

insecure. Her heart ached

her head her cheek brushed against Jasper's. She wanted to pull back to look