The Wrong Woman

Imogen felt unfamiliar with Ethan's current demeanor. She couldn't bear to see the man she had once loved behave so repulsively.

Ethan tried to explain, "Imogen, I was drunk and confused. You've always been the one I loved. I-"

"Enough, Ethan," Imogen interjected sharply. "I'm married now, and Scarlett is pregnant. Please treat her and your unborn child with respect. There's no point in saying things that will only lead to more trouble." With those words, Imogen walked away from him.

Suddenly, Ethan forcefully seized her arm, his face contorted with anger. "Imogen, did you marry some random guy just to get back at me?"

"No! Let go of me," Imogen shot back sharply.

Despite her plea, Ethan persisted, pulling her closer and gripping both her arms firmly.

Imogen found herself uncomfortably close to Ethan, struggling against his tight grip. "Let go," she demanded firmly.

Losing his composure, Ethan growled in frustration, "You're only doing this to spite me, right? Deep down, you can't deny that you still have feelings for me. Why put yourself through this agony?" "I don't," Imogen retorted, her eyes flashing with anger.

"You know it's true," Ethan insisted arrogantly. "You married a man you barely knew. His family is struggling, his job is mediocre, and his character is unremarkable.

toy kept by a wealthy woman. For all we know, he might even

do you think you are, talking about my husband

doubt he even had a

sharply, "That's none

shot back, "Imogen, face reality. Besides being good-looking, he's utterly

her might, crying out, "Let me go, let me

more determined Ethan

voice gentle yet tinged with nervousness. "Imogen, please, I beg you not to do this. It's my fault. I know I've been

Imogen fought desperately,

a figure hurried toward

as Imogen noticed Jasper approaching,

thud reverberated as Jasper's punch sent

blood trickling from the corner of

ragged. He clenched his fists tightly, casting a glance at Ethan sprawled on the

turned to Imogen, he noticed tears welling