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

understand why he was looking at her

around her shoulders then pulled her into his embrace and

him back tightly, breathing

her tight, burying his face in her shoulder as he was

didn't know why he seemed so down all of

placed her hands on his waist as her body pressed against his solid

intention of letting go. He held her tighter,

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

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

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

tensed as her heart

that moment, she suddenly realized there was no 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 first

that she wanted to marry into a wealthy family. It was

didn't have to feel insecure. Her

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