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.

unwilling to let the matter slide. "Were you infatuated

Imogen stepped out of the room. With

pod. Their bond transcended the boundaries of friendship,

whimsically proposed that if neither had found their soulmate

underlying attraction between Imogen and Ethan,

with Ethan, resulting in an unplanned pregnancy and their rushed marriage this

their bodies tense. Jasper felt acutely aware of each breath, his discomfort

stole a glance at Imogen lying beside him, his unease lingering despite the

profile captivated

exuding a luminous and delicate charm that held Jasper's gaze. Despite being 27, she seemed as

tightness 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 intensity. Content

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this unfamiliar place, Jasper struggled to find rest lying beside Imogen. After all, she was someone he had harbored feelings for over a decade ago. Throughout the night, his mind wrestled with thoughts, leaving him restless

slept soundly, her serene state contrasting sharply

her marriage and was still