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.

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

coldly as he had

asked, "What happened? Did my sister

his hips, Jasper said angrily, "I didn't meet

married? Since when?" Nolan asked

a long story. I'll explain some other

the rush? Tell

now," Jasper said before ending the call immediately. His concern grew as he worried

only to hear it ringing from the cabinet where she'd left it.

he spotted Imogen at the pavilion. She was sitting on a bench,

blowing, the garden looked ethereal in the soft glow of the

bit chilly, she wanted to sit quietly and release her stress.

she turned around, a jacket was draped over her shoulders. When she looked up,

knowingly

you bored

Imogen shook her head.

said, "Next time, call me

Imogen replied, "Okay."

beside her,

resigned sigh. He started

to yourself and make