The Wrong Woman

Being such an ordinary woman, Imogen wondered by what virtue and grace could she have made such an outstanding man as Jasper, to secretly love her for over a decade, and still hold her in such a fond memory.

Imogen took a deep breath, determination settling within her as she turned to Jasper. She declared earnestly, "Jasper, let's give this another try."

Jasper gazed at Imogen in astonishment, his eyes shimmering with excitement.

When their eyes met, he momentarily lost control and drew her into an embrace. Imogen stiffened, her body tense in his arms.

Jasper held her tightly, whispering eagerly in her ear with a trembling voice, "I-Imogen, thank you. I will do everything to make you happy."

Imogen gently wrapped her arms around Jasper's waist. Resting her head on his shoulder, she murmured, "I should be the one making the effort. I'll try my best to improve myself, to be someone more worthy of you."

Jasper smiled warmly. "Don't be silly. You don't need to change a thing, just be yourself."

They embraced in the car for what felt like an eternity.

After stepping out of the car, Jasper, for the first time, openly held Imogen's hand and walked into the house together.

feel like his long-held dream had finally come true, yet he couldn't afford to relax even a bit. After all, Imogen

both retired to

the door. She knew it was Jasper and instantly grew nervous. It was her time of the month,

Can we discuss this tomorrow?" Imogen

sat on the bed, staring at

turning to Imogen. "Let's sleep together

tenderly, murmuring, "Come lie

bit uneasy, Imogen whispered, "I'm not convenient

with understanding and

obediently lay down beside

He enveloped Imogen in his embrace, savoring the lingering scent of her bath. Imogen felt a bit tense

remained calm and merely

the darkness, Jasper suddenly reached for his phone. He opened

clearly

and drew her nearer once