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.

was my sister. She knew I needed to get some stuff from

coldly as he

surprised. He asked, "What happened? Did

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

Nolan asked as he

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

Tell me about your

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

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

on a

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

she wanted to sit quietly and

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

knowingly and

bored sitting

Imogen shook her head.

call me to join

Imogen replied, "Okay."

beside her,

resigned sigh. He started

and