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.

her eyes affectionately, though he was

why he was

an arm around her shoulders then pulled her

tightly,

his face in her

seemed so down all

as her body

He held her tighter, his cheek brushing

felt a ticklish sensation from his warm breath on her neck but was too embarrassed to mention it, fearing it

hoarse and magnetic voice. He murmured, "Imogen, do you

really love you. Can't you make a

as her heart

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

family. It was

have to feel insecure. Her heart ached for

Imogen slowly turned her head her cheek brushed against Jasper's. She wanted to pull back to look at him, but she accidentally kissed him on the