The Wrong Woman

"It doesn't matter if I'm pleased or not, it won't change the fact that I'm Jasper's wife," Imogen retorted angrily.

"Also, you came to my house and said those things just to make me misunderstand. Your tactics are nothing but pathetic and foolish."

No one had ever insulted Yulia to her face like this before. Imogen was the first.

Yulia was furious. She grabbed her teacup and flung its contents at Imogen.

The sudden splash of water stunned Imogen, leaving her momentarily frozen. As water trickled down her face, she was enraged.

Yulia pointed at Imogen and warned, "Imogen, there's nothing I want that I can't get, including people. Just wait, Jasper won't stay with you for long!"

With that, Yulia grabbed her bag and left.

Imogen stood up and called out, "Yulia, stop right there!"

Yulia stopped in her tracks. Just as she turned around, she was doused with a cup of water from Imogen.

Yulia shrieked, feeling flustered and dumbfounded. She was so shocked that she glared angrily at Imogen.

Yulia couldn't believe Imogen dared to splash water on her. She clearly had a death wish!

me?" Yulia screamed. She had never been so humiliated in her life. At that moment, if looks could kill, Imogen would have been dead by then. "An eye for an eye,"

She warned, "You dare to

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"I'm fine, Jasper. Please, stop apologizing.

are you? I'll come

nervously declined, "It's okay. I'll just take a cab home. You don't have to come all the way here to pick me up." "Alright. Take

"Will do," Imogen replied.

up, Imogen smiled