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.

wasn't me,"

was bothering you," Jasper's voice turned

Imogen lowered her gaze.

deep breath, silencing his inner turmoil. He gently clasped her hand, escorting her

was just heading out to look for a job." "Let's pause the job search for now. We

"What? Why?"

"We're moving."

we going to

friend has gone abroad and won't be back for ten years. He's

aback by the

a stroke of luck in this

to pay

taking her hand as they went up the

grip on her hand,

an underlying tension in him, almost as if he feared she would disappear if he

pause, Imogen felt

friends in the past, and

Despite his

UMS

had

had finished packing her bags, she joined Jasper in his sleek luxury car. During the drive, doubts began to emerge in Imogen's

And why was the driver