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.

eyes affectionately, though he

understand why he was looking at her like

put an arm around her shoulders then pulled her

back tightly, breathing

his face in her shoulder as

know why he seemed so down all of

his waist as her body pressed against his solid

time passed, Jasper didn't seem to have any intention of letting go. He held her tighter, his cheek brushing against the

but was too embarrassed to mention it, fearing it would

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

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

body tensed as

was no reason to feel insecure about herself. It was Jasper who loved her first and had tricked her into marrying him

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

insecure.

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