The Wrong Woman

Jasper's overwhelming presence loomed large over Ethan.

Ethan couldn't help but falter in response to Jasper's imposing demeanor.

Imogen picked up on Ethan's tension and anxiety. Trying to diffuse the tension, she said, "It was just a minor disagreement, nothing serious." Jasper frowned, his expression darkening further.

Imogen nervously swallowed as she glanced at Ethan. "Weren't you supposed to be bringing breakfast home to Scarlett?"

Ethan nodded hurriedly. "Yes, that's right. I should get going."

With those words, he turned and hurried away.

Jasper let out a cold scoff as he watched Ethan leave, his frustration mounting. He felt as though he was on the brink of losing his sanity.

In their childhood, Imogen felt no affection for Jasper. Now, as adults, her heart belonged to someone else.

Jasper couldn't understand why he kept subjecting himself to such anguish.

Why did he ever have to meet her?

Just then, Imogen cautiously approached Jasper, asking, "Are you angry?"

Jasper shook his head. After all, his frustration was with himself rather than with Imogen.

"Did he start it, or was it the other way around?" Jasper asked.

me," Imogen

he was bothering you," Jasper's voice turned

Imogen lowered her gaze.

his inner turmoil. He gently clasped her hand, escorting her back

are we going home? I was just heading out to look for a job."

"What? Why?"

"We're moving."

are we

be back for ten years. He's asked me to move in and look after his house,"

aback by the unexpected turn

really be such a stroke of luck in this

have to pay

her hand as they went up the stairs

Watching his tight grip on her hand,

him, almost as if he feared she

felt compelled to

romantic between Ethan and me. We were good friends in the past, and now we're barely

on the situation. Despite his

UMS

and Imogen had to move out

bags, she joined Jasper in his sleek luxury car. During the

was it the same luxury car again? And why was the driver the same as last