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

he was looking at her like

around her shoulders then pulled her into his embrace

him back tightly, breathing in his pleasant

his face in her shoulder

seemed so down all of a

his waist as her body pressed against his

Jasper didn't seem to have any intention of letting go. He held her tighter,

neck but was too embarrassed to mention it, fearing it would

moonlight deepened, she faintly heard Jasper's hoarse and magnetic voice. He murmured, "Imogen, do you have a place for me in your heart?" Imogen froze

in a pleading tone, "I really love you. Can't you

tensed as

was Jasper who loved her

wasn't that she wanted to marry into a wealthy family. It was Jasper who had made her

have to feel insecure. Her heart ached for

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