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

snorted coldly as he had

happened? Did

said angrily, "I didn't meet her. My

You're married? Since when?" Nolan asked as he

I'll explain some other

Tell me about your

immediately. His concern grew as he

the house but couldn't find her. He anxiously called her phone, only to hear it ringing from the cabinet where she'd left it. Jasper walked

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

cold breeze blowing, the garden looked ethereal in the soft glow of the lights and

felt a bit chilly, she wanted to sit quietly and release

a jacket was draped over her shoulders. When she looked up, she saw Jasper

smiled knowingly

bored sitting here

Imogen shook her head.

time, call me to

Imogen replied, "Okay."

sitting beside

a resigned sigh. He

to yourself and