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.

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

coldly as he had nothing to

asked, "What happened? Did my

said angrily, "I

Since when?" Nolan

I'll explain some other time.

Tell me

the call immediately. His concern grew as he worried Imogen

house but couldn't find her. He anxiously called her phone, only to hear it ringing from the cabinet

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

looked ethereal in the soft

a bit chilly, she wanted to sit quietly and release her stress. Suddenly, she heard footsteps

draped over her shoulders. When she looked up, she saw Jasper looking at

knowingly

bored

Imogen shook her head.

said, "Next time, call

Imogen replied, "Okay."

sitting beside her,

resigned sigh.

you keep things to yourself and make