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

was looking at her

her shoulders then pulled her into his embrace and

him back tightly, breathing in

her

why he seemed so down all of a

his waist as her body pressed against

seem to have any intention of letting go. He held her tighter, his cheek

from his warm breath on her neck but

moonlight deepened, she faintly heard Jasper's hoarse and magnetic voice. He murmured, "Imogen, do you have a place for me in your heart?" Imogen froze

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

body tensed as

Jasper who loved her first and

into a wealthy family. It was Jasper

insecure. Her heart

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