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.

sighed. He put an arm around her shoulders then pulled her into

him back tightly, breathing in his pleasant

burying his face in her shoulder as he

he seemed so down all of a

his waist as her body

time passed, Jasper didn't seem to have any intention of letting go. He held

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

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

love you. Can't you make a little room for me in your

as her

that moment, she

there was no

herself.

loved her first and

her into marrying him

her

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

to feel insecure. Her heart ached

Jasper's. She wanted to pull back to look

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