The Wrong Woman

No matter how influential Zoey's parents were, they couldn't compare to Jasper's. It seemed only he could have resolved the issue. "Thank you, Jasper," Imogen said.

Jasper gave a bittersweet smile and replied gently, "Don't mention it. It feels too formal for that."

"Jasper, I want to-" Imogen started, but before she could finish, Jasper's expression darkened, and he interrupted her, "No, I won't agree."

Imogen smiled helplessly. She hadn't even finished her sentence. Was he so afraid she'd mention divorce?

"I wasn't done speaking," she said.

"Anything but divorce, Imogen. I can give you anything else," Jasper responded.

"I want to return to Norvania Aerospace Academy for an exchange program."

Without hesitation, Jasper blurted, "You can attend the program, but you're not allowed to stay overnight at school."

Imogen quickly nodded, her spirits lifted, and her smile grew brighter.

Seeing her smiling sweetly at him, Jasper felt his heart flutter. He leaned in slowly, wanting to kiss her.

Imogen gently turned her head, avoiding his kiss. His lips landed on her cheek instead. Undeterred, Jasper tried again, aiming for her lips, but she evaded him for the second time.

her deeply. Even though she had been kissed by

passionately for a long time which almost tempted him to take her

moment persisted in

Jasper went to his study. She got ready for bed, lying down with her phone to watch some videos. Suddenly, a

news broke that paparazzi had caught the CEO of Star Enterprise entering a hotel with a

only Jasper's

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photo, Imogen recognized him instantly. The heiress was a popular

She quickly researched the heiress's background

a real estate magnate, and her mother was a dancer. Their wealth and prestige were undeniable. Imogen felt increasingly distraught, a restlessness

then, the door creaked open. Startled, she hastily set down her phone and looked up

Jasper

in a bad mood, she murmured,

with his pajamas. After 15 minutes, he returned to the bed in his pajamas and pulled

before

to the edge

in close, his voice low. "Were you waiting for

suggested sharing their nights every alternate day to