The Wrong Woman

Imogen used all her strength to drag the drunken Jasper into the room.

Panting, she fetched a damp towel from the bathroom to wipe his face. She murmured softly, "Why did you drink so much?" Jasper mumbled incoherently while he was in his drunken haze. As he closed his eyes to rest, he called out her name.

At first, Imogen couldn't make out his words.

After she was done wiping him down, she wanted to go to bed, but she heard Jasper's faint voice. He murmured, "Imogen, I love you... I really, really love you. Please don't divorce me. Please... don't leave me."

Imogen leaned against his chest, feeling a deep ache in her heart.

She caressed his cheek tenderly as she gazed at his handsome face in the dim light. Her heart fluttered. Even if she wanted to deny it, her racing heart gave her away. Imogen slowly leaned in and stole a kiss from him.

"I won't ask for a divorce, Jasper," Imogen said softly. "Give me some time to get used to it."

"Imogen... Imogen..."

Imogen said, "Jasper, I think I'm in love with you too."

Otherwise, how could she explain that just a moment ago they were arguing, but the next moment, her heart ached for him when she saw him drunk and dejected?

The next morning, Jasper opened his eyes to find himself lying in the large bed in his room.

sat up, looking around for Imogen. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

room was empty and he didn't see Imogen. He took his phone, checked the

face, took a

until noon? Where was Imogen? Was

heavy-hearted, Jasper got out

was that two hours before he woke up, Yulia had called

who

night and is still asleep, so

"Who do you think you are to answer

ignore her, but Yulia went too far. She continued

tolerate

replied, "Ms.

already in a relationship and still trying

on meeting Imogen in person because she said the matter couldn't

Jasper she was still his wife. She believed it was her right to

went to meet

sipped her tea as she