The Wrong Woman

Another night of sleeplessness tormented Imogen. She spent the entire night unable to sleep, consumed by anxiety. She felt trapped in a difficult situation with no apparent escape. She wondered what kind of disaster her family would face if Nathan and Mila discovered the truth. She was aware that life wasn't a fairy tale. Princes didn't marry Cinderellas in the real world.

The next morning, Imogen got up unusually early. She quietly slipped out before Jasper even stirred. When she arrived at the office, her supervisor assigned tasks for her. She promptly dove into work, momentarily putting her worries aside.

Imogen had a humble educational background, yet was personally recruited by Jasper. With her attractive appearance and great figure, her supervisor was naturally aware of her special connection with Jasper.

Consequently, the tasks given to her were straightforward-typing, retrieving documents, and organizing materials and files.

During lunchtime, most employees gathered in groups to dine out, while a handful of dedicated ones, remained in the office like Imogen, nibbling on sandwiches or takeout.

Imogen couldn't shake off the heavy feeling in her heart, making the sandwich she had packed that morning seem particularly bland.

The idea of her unexpected marriage left her truly bewildered and incredulous. She was suddenly married to the CEO of Star Enterprise, which effortlessly landed her a role in the aerospace R&D department with his support. She felt undeserving of this position.

"Ms. Kingsley," someone called out to Imogen.

an ID badge hanging from his neck. With confidence, he walked up to her, holding a lunch box,

the room. True to form, several colleagues stared at her in disbelief,

someone with such a modest education still manages to land a job here. She must be having

She raised the sandwich in

placed the lunch box on Imogen's desk and said politely,

the lunch

it to the assistant, whispering, "I appreciate Mr. Morrison's kindness, but I've already eaten.

looked at Imogen with

large bite of her sandwich, and then busied herself typing away

the office. Following lunch, gossip spread like wildfire throughout the workplace.

lunch for Imogen, but she turned

a crush