The Wrong Woman

After work, Jasper returned home to find a note on the fridge, alongside gifts on the cabinet and the black card he had given to Imogen earlier. Feeling irritated, he loosened his tie, shed his coat, and threw it onto the bed. Sitting on the edge, he leaned forward with his hands cradling his forehead. He closed his eyes, his breaths deepening with each passing moment.

Today, she returned the gifts and the bank card. Tomorrow, it could very well be divorce papers. The more Jasper dwelled on it, the heavier his heart grew.

After a moment of contemplation, he left his room and approached Imogen's door. His knocks met with silence. Knowing she was inside, he spoke softly, "Imogen, can we talk?"

Still, there was no response.

He called out again, "Imogen..."

"

A soft voice from within replied, "I'm going to sleep."

Checking the time, Jasper realized it was still early. He lingered at the door for a while before reluctantly returning to his room.

He showered and changed into pajamas. Around 9:00 pm, he returned to Imogen's room again, but this time, he bypassed knocking and used his fingerprint to unlock the door. Closing it behind him, he left the room in darkness.

Imogen, still wide awake, heard the door open and nervously turned to look over. A tall, muscular figure entered.

Imogen's body tensed as she clutched the sheets tightly, her eyes wide with astonishment as Jasper walked into the room.

He removed his shoes and slid under the covers beside her.

as she timidly asked, "Jasper,

long fingers gently encircled Imogen's slender waist, drawing her close into

her back damp with

lingering scent of shower gel surrounded Jasper, adding to Imogen's already anxious state. She attempted to free herself from his grip, but Jasper held

finish, Jasper interrupted, "Don't move if you don't want

warning silenced Imogen. She swallowed hard, and her body tensed further,

inquired, "What exactly do

eyes closed, Jasper spoke contentedly in a husky tone, "I want to fall asleep

I don't want

it. You'll get used to having

quietly, whispering, "Jasper, you're being too

"From now

your period

I'll be sleeping with

day. If you

it, we'll do it once every day,

she raised her voice, "Jasper, are you

like he was being pushed to madness. He was driven to madness by

normal for husband and wife to sleep together? A

getting divorced," Imogen

let