The Wrong Woman

Chapter 985



Jasper countered, "And what about you? How many boyfriends have you had before?"

Imogen's reaction faltered slightly, a complexity flickering in her gaze. Swiftly, she lowered her head, her tone heavy as she replied, "None."

Jasper couldn't miss the despondency in Imogen's response. Sensing something amiss, he pressed on, "While you may not have dated, I'm sure you've had feelings for someone before, haven't you?"

Imogen offered a wry smile, arching an eyebrow at him. "Well, we've all had our companions, haven't we? No one betrayed anyone, so let's not dwell on the past, okay?"

Jasper sensed he had touched upon a sensitive subject; it was apparent that Imogen cherished someone deeply. However, constrained by circumstances, she settled for whoever came her way.

Reflecting on this, Jasper felt a twinge of unease. "Well, who was the one who initially brought up this topic?" he questioned.

"Sorry," Imogen apologized.

slide. "Were you infatuated with someone, or was

Imogen stepped out of the room. With a sigh escaping her lips, she closed the

Ethan were inseparable, akin to two peas in a pod. Their

had found their soulmate by age 30, they

of the underlying attraction between Imogen and Ethan, along with their pact to marry at

a physical relationship with Ethan, resulting in an unplanned pregnancy and their rushed marriage this year. This betrayal deepened Imogen's sense of

and Jasper laid on the modest bed, their bodies tense. Jasper felt acutely aware of each breath,

despite the separation of

captivated him.

delicate charm that held Jasper's gaze. Despite

gripped Jasper's throat as he swallowed hard, discomfort prickling his spine. With a gentle shift, he turned to fully face Imogen, silentlycherishing her presence. As he admired her, his gaze burned with

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was someone he had harbored feelings for over a decade ago. Throughout the night, his

Imogen, carefree and nonchalant, slept soundly, her serene state contrasting sharply with Jasper's inner

marriage and was still clinging to a subconscious