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

as he had nothing

happened? Did my sister do

his hands on his hips, Jasper said angrily, "I didn't meet her. My wife

married? Since when?" Nolan asked as he was

a long story. I'll explain some other time. I have to

what's the rush? Tell me about

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

find her. He anxiously called her phone, only to hear it ringing from the cabinet where she'd left it. Jasper

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

ethereal in the

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

shoulders. When she looked up,

knowingly

you bored

Imogen shook her head.

time, call me to

Imogen replied, "Okay."

sitting beside

resigned sigh. He started

and make yourself suffer instead of talking