The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1002

Imogen certainly couldn't say it in this manner.

"I've been considering looking for a job," she said.

"Don't worry about it. Take your time. If you have any thoughts, feel free to discuss them with me. I have many friends who might be able to help," Jasper offered.

Imogen's pride kicked in as she quickly refused, "You don't have to trouble yourself. I can handle it on my own."

"I'm your husband. How could it possibly be a bother?"

"That's not what I meant. I'm just confident that I'll find a job soon."

"I see."

"And what about you?"

"I've also been thinking about work."

"Don't dwell on it too much. Try to get some sleep," Imogen suggested, blinking as she looked at Jasper lying beside her in the dim light.

Even in the darkness, his silhouette exuded a striking allure.

"Okay, goodnight," Jasper said.

Imogen whispered in

his eyes, his breathing

fall asleep. As she shut her eyes, her

been married for several days, sleeping in the same bed. Did Jasper truly have no desire for

day, they treated each other respectfully, making her feel like

most men could easily have sex with women they found attractive, even without having feelings for

seem to have

be that he was physically

her mind swirling with these thoughts, Imogen slowly succumbed to

it,

abdomen. The discomfort from

grunted, swiftly moving to relieve the pressure

body beneath his hand,

Feeling mortified, Imogen hurriedly

that. It wasn't intentional-I was just reaching for my phone and ended up on top

enough, Imogen's phone was resting there. Without much thought, he retrieved it and handed it

her

smile dancing on her lips as she settled back with her phone, swiftly turning

her clumsy actions

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