The Wrong Woman

Imogen just nodded without saying anything else.

She felt utterly exhausted as if this was the price she had to pay for marrying into a wealthy family.

"What's wrong?" Jasper asked worriedly.

Imogen shook her head. She replied as she forced a smile, "Nothing."

With that she ended the call, leaving Jasper puzzled.

She seemed fine, but he sensed she was unhappy.

He could feel the pressure she was under, her inability to integrate into his family, and her reluctance to open her heart to him. It felt like there was a growing distance between them.

The more he thought about it, the more it bothered him. He took out his phone and called Nolan Gibson.

"Hey, Jay, what's up?" Nolan asked.

Jasper walked to the balcony and asked, "Was it you who came to my house to get some things today?"

"No, why?"

"Then who was it?" Jasper asked nervously.

knew I needed to get some stuff from your place today and insisted on doing it herself.

he had nothing

asked, "What happened? Did my sister do

Jasper said angrily, "I didn't

Since when?" Nolan asked as

explain some other time. I

rush? Tell

Jasper said before ending the call immediately. His concern grew as

called her phone, only to hear it ringing from the cabinet where she'd

spotted Imogen at the pavilion. She was sitting on a bench, quietly gazing at the flowers under

cold breeze blowing, the garden looked ethereal in

a bit chilly, she wanted to sit quietly and

her shoulders. When she

knowingly

bored sitting here

Imogen shook her head.

time, call me to join

Imogen replied, "Okay."

sitting beside her, Jasper

resigned sigh. He started

things to yourself and make yourself suffer instead of