The Wrong Woman

Shortly afterward, they stepped into the villa.

Imogen found herself in the opulent living room, nervously scanning its lavish surroundings. She hesitated to touch anything. Each item seemed too valuable to risk damaging.

In contrast, Jasper appeared at ease in this environment. He swiftly carried their luggage upstairs.

Upon returning downstairs, he vanished into the kitchen. Moments later, he reappeared with a glass of water, handing it to Imogen.

"Thank you," Imogen murmured appreciatively as she took the glass, feeling its warmth.

Sensing Imogen's unease, Jasper tried to reassure her, saying, "Feel free to make yourself comfortable here. You don't need to worry about damaging anything."

Taking a sip of the warm water, Imogen nervously replied, "But this place isn't our home."

Jasper smiled gently, reaching out to stroke her hair. "That's alright. Just try to relax a bit, okay?"

Imogen was momentarily taken aback, standing frozen as she locked eyes with Jasper, her heart racing with surprise.

Meanwhile, Jasper realized too late that his actions had unintentionally made her uneasy. Having grown accustomed to affectionately patting Candice's head, this gesture of fondness came naturally to him. Retracting his hand, Jasper cleared his throat and said, "I'm off to work now. Take your time to settle in and make yourself at home here. If you need anything, just give me a call."

Imogen nodded in response.

at her briefly, a hint of hesitation visible on his face. Eventually, he departed, leaving Imogen alone in the house

the place quietly as Jasper left. Putting down her glass,

villa encompassed three floors

guest accommodations and versatile spaces for fitness, cinema, entertainment, study,

of the master bedrooms, Imogen quickly realized that her and Jasper's luggage were not in the same place. Moving on to the adjacent master bedroom, she found her luggage neatly arranged inside. Instantly, confusion clouded her mind. Was Jasper hinting that they should sleep

arrangement of their luggage strongly suggested

Imogen began unpacking her belongings

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