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,

why he was looking at her

sighed. He put an arm around her shoulders then pulled her into his embrace and hugged her

back tightly, breathing in

her shoulder as he

seemed so down

her hands on his waist as her body

go. He held her tighter, his cheek brushing against the soft skin of her

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

voice. He murmured, "Imogen,

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

as her

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

a wealthy family. It was

to feel insecure.

Jasper's. She wanted to