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.

looked into her eyes affectionately, though he

he was looking at

arm around her shoulders then pulled her into his embrace and hugged

tightly, breathing

her shoulder as he was seeking comfort from

know why he seemed so

waist as her

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

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

she faintly heard Jasper's hoarse and magnetic voice. He murmured, "Imogen, do you

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

as her

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

marry into a wealthy family. It was Jasper who had made her

to feel insecure. Her

to pull back