The Wrong Woman

Carol's voice was fraught with anger. "If he truly is General Morrison's son, then you're certainly marrying into a different world! How could this possibly end well? Have his parents been informed? What do they think?"

"We didn't inform them earlier. They just found out," Imogen replied calmly.

Carol's fury intensified upon hearing this. She slapped Imogen's arm in frustration, shouting, "You foolish child! How could you disrespect the Morrison family like this!"

Imogen winced, holding her arm in pain.

Jasper became concerned and swiftly embraced Imogen, shielding her protectively. He addressed Carol with a serious tone, "Mom, let's discuss this calmly. There's no need for physical aggression." Startled by Jasper's firmness, Carol quickly stepped back, her voice now timid. "I'm sorry! I... I'll speak calmly, I promise. Please... please don't be upset."

Jasper couldn't help but detect the anxiety and caution in Carol's tone.

Despite being Jasper's parents-in-law, Gregory and Carol now appeared unusually subdued and cautious in their mannerisms.

Their demeanor had shifted to one of increased deference and politeness.

Jasper found this change unsettling.

me. I'm just a

added, "No, no, you're far

this, Jasper sighed

Pippa asked

confided to Pippa, "Mom, Imogen didn't disclose everything to us. She married her middle school classmate and portrayed him as

his father is a general from Norvania, and his mother is

that wonderful? Oh my, Imogen is lucky to marry into such a good family. I'm sure many

Pippa's support, Jasper

wore visibly troubled expressions, their smiles strained. They seemed intent on appeasing Jasper, avoiding

manner, Imogen couldn't help but feel somewhat

to exploitation and adept at reading people's reactions. Among peers

those slightly above them, they were able to accept them

between Jasper's family and their own came as a profound

at a loss, unsure of where they now

cautiously asked, "Jasper, were you the boy from middle school who used to write love letters to