The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1001

"Have you met that woman before?" Jasper asked.

"We haven't seen her in person. Her parents handled the negotiations," Gregory answered.

Jasper nodded in understanding upon hearing this. "Dad, everything is settled now. You should take some rest." "Okay, you should get to bed early too."

With that, Gregory retreated to his room, leaving Jasper slumped on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest.

Meanwhile, Imogen emerged from the bathroom and found Jasper reclined on the sofa, apparently asleep.

Approaching quietly, she leaned down and whispered, "Ash, don't sleep here, you—"

Before she could finish, Jasper opened his eyes.

Imogen stood frozen, her eyes locked onto Jasper's profound gaze.

His eyes shimmered with mystery and depth, their intensity captivating as he gazed into hers.

Imogen nervously cleared her throat before advising, "You shouldn't stay here; you might catch a cold. Take a shower before heading to your room to sleep." "Imogen."

"Yes?"

"Do you have any regrets?"

"Regrets about what?"

you regret marrying

should be asking you that question. You've been so good to me. Why would I regret anything? But given my

tenderly clasping her delicate hand in his own. He gently stroked her thumb and

her heart race as she watched him hold her hand. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she shyly glanced down,

a shower," she murmured. "Do you

a moment before nodding. "Yes,

let go

bedroom, while he headed toward

Imogen gently

a deep

"Imogen, you're

him and you're

bundle of nerves? How

embarrassing."

the cabinet and retrieved Jasper's pajamas. As

stealing another glance.

slightly overweight. So why

palpable as she swiftly tucked the underwear into Jasper's

then took a deep breath, followed by another, feeling a wave of

after all." Carrying Jasper's clothes, Imogen approached the bathroom door and called out, "Ash, I've got your clothes. Can you open the door and take them?" Upon hearing Imogen's voice,

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