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 was

why he was looking

He put an arm around her shoulders then pulled her into his

back tightly, breathing in his pleasant

tight, burying his face in her shoulder as he

he seemed so

as her body pressed against his

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

his warm breath on her neck but was too embarrassed

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

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

as

was Jasper who loved her first and had

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

feel insecure.

head her cheek brushed against Jasper's. She wanted to