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 her

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

tightly, breathing in his pleasant

his face in her shoulder as he was seeking comfort from

he seemed

waist as her body pressed

didn't seem to have any intention of letting go. He held her tighter, his cheek brushing against the soft

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

He murmured, "Imogen, do you have a place

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

body tensed as

reason to feel insecure about herself. It was Jasper who loved her first and had tricked her into marrying

that she wanted to marry into a wealthy family. It was Jasper who had made

didn't have to feel insecure. Her heart ached

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