The Wrong Woman

Imogen quickly shook her head and said, "No, I met Yulia."

Jasper asked, "What did she say to you?"

Imogen sighed in relief. She smiled as she said, "Nothing much, just some ambiguous words that could easily be misunderstood."

Jasper gently rubbed her fair and soft hand. He said slowly, "So, you were bothered by it but didn't tell me?"

Imogen fell silent, feeling conflicted.

Jasper was disappointed. He said, "We've only been married for a short time, but we are a real couple now.

"When you agreed to this blind date and quick marriage, wasn't it to find a good man and live a stable life? Where has your confidence in marriage gone?"

Imogen gave a bitter smile. She responded, "I wanted to find someone of similar status, but I ended up marrying into a wealthy family."

"Isn't it good that your life has improved?"

"Of course," Imogen said with a genuine smile.

Jasper looked into her eyes affectionately, though he was resigned.

Imogen didn't understand why he was looking at her like that.

He put an arm around her shoulders then pulled her into his embrace

hugged him back tightly, breathing

face in her shoulder as he was seeking comfort from

why he seemed so down all

her hands on his waist as her body pressed against his

to have any intention of letting go. He held her tighter, his cheek brushing against the soft skin

neck but was too embarrassed to mention it, fearing it would

she faintly heard Jasper's hoarse and magnetic voice. He murmured, "Imogen, do you have

his eyes before continuing in a pleading tone, "I really love you. Can't you make a little room for me in

tensed as

that moment, she

there was no reason to

about herself. It

her

into marrying

her at first

to marry into a wealthy family. It was Jasper who had made her marry into the

feel insecure. Her heart ached

turned her head her cheek brushed against Jasper's. She wanted to pull back to look

she wanted to kiss him, so he grew excited. He cupped her face