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.

arm around her shoulders then pulled her into his embrace and hugged

him back tightly,

tight, burying his face in her shoulder as he was seeking comfort from

know why he seemed so down all of a

waist as her

letting go. He held her tighter, his

sensation from his warm breath on her neck but was too embarrassed to mention it, fearing

and magnetic voice. He murmured, "Imogen, do you

his eyes before continuing in a pleading tone, "I really love

body tensed as her

that moment,

was no reason

herself.

who loved her

into marrying

for her

family. It was Jasper who had made her marry into the family. Sᴇaʀᴄh

have to feel insecure. Her

Jasper's. She wanted to pull back to look at him, but she accidentally

wanted to kiss him, so he grew