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

didn't understand why he was looking at

her shoulders then pulled her into

hugged him back tightly, breathing in his

face in her shoulder as he was seeking comfort

know why he seemed so down all

waist as her body pressed

of letting go. He held her tighter, his cheek brushing against

but

hoarse and magnetic voice. He murmured, "Imogen, do

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

as her heart

there was no reason to feel insecure about herself. It was Jasper who loved her

that she wanted to marry into a wealthy family. It

didn't have to feel insecure. Her

head her cheek brushed against Jasper's. She wanted to pull back to look at him, but she accidentally kissed him