The Wrong Woman

Imogen read Jasper's message and angrily slammed her phone onto the bed. "Jasper, you bastard! Do you think having money, power, and influence makes you so great? All you do is bully me!" She didn't bother to reply to his messages.

After a night's rest, Imogen woke up the next morning feeling much better. She got ready quickly and left for work early. By the time Jasper woke up, she was already gone.

Imogen had taken the day off to return to the space agency and continue her work. She met several distinguished professors who admired her talent but regretted that her lack of formal education prevented her from joining the agency.

During lunch, Imogen went to the cafeteria with a few professors.

Being young and attractive, she was well-liked. Mila, in particular, took a special interest in her.

"Imogen, how old are you?" she asked.

"I'm 27," Imogen replied.

Mila looked surprised. "Wow, you look so young. You're the same age as my son."

"How many children do you have, Professor Winkler?" Imogen asked.

"Just one, my only son," Mila smiled.

Imogen hummed in response while eating.

The others started teasing. "Professor Winkler, are you trying to set Imogen up with your son?"

laughed awkwardly. "No, no. My son isn't a good match

sure you're not saying the opposite?" another professor

felt exceptionally awkward, so she could

mean it. Of course, I hope my son can marry a good girl like Imogen, but

helplessly when she thought of

women. It was either a problem with his sexual orientation or his sexual function. Either way, he wasn't suitable

Mila quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Imogen.

back. "It's

in response and continued

carried on, with another professor inquiring, "Imogen, do you have a

her mind.

"I'm married," she replied.

Mila appeared slightly disappointed.

her gaze and offered a shy

sighed inwardly.

Jasper's age marrying, it frustrated her.

cursed Jasper for

apparent ineptitude.

least he should be in a relationship. The more he avoided both, the