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.

her eyes affectionately, though he was

didn't understand why he was looking

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

tightly, breathing in his

her tight, burying his face in her shoulder as he

why he seemed so down

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

of letting go. He held her tighter,

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

Jasper's hoarse and magnetic voice. He murmured, "Imogen,

tone, "I really love you. Can't

body tensed as

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

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

have to feel insecure. Her heart

cheek brushed against Jasper's. She wanted to pull