The Wrong Woman

In the company, Imogen's colleagues began to see her in a new light, and her superior started to appreciate her efforts more. Her work life became smooth and satisfying.

As for her family life, Imogen felt it was complicated.

On one hand, she felt happy. Jasper treated her exceptionally well, with tenderness and care, always showering her with love.

On the other hand, there were signs of discontent. Her parents didn't approve of her marriage and constantly worried about her, fretting over every little thing,

Then there was Yulia, a somewhat famous internet celebrity, who had been contacting Jasper more frequently.

She called him almost every day.

According to Jasper, they were discussing business matters, but Imogen couldn't help feeling bothered by it.

The more time she spent with Jasper, the more her feelings grew. The deeper her love for him, the more she cared. The more she cared, the more it hurt.

She was afraid to imagine how heartbroken she would be if she fell deeply in love with him and they ended up divorcing.

Just the thought of it made her feel distressed.

One evening, Jasper had to work late, so Imogen took the driver's car home alone.

As soon as she opened the door, she noticed someone else was in the house. She nervously glanced toward the living room.

A strikingly beautiful woman, dressed fashionably, walked out carrying a small bag.

Imogen froze, recognizing the woman in front of her as Yulia.

"Are you Jay's wife from his flash marriage?" Yulia asked, giving Imogen a once-over with a disdainful look. "I'm Jay's friend. I just came by to pick up some of my old things." "What old things?" Imogen asked, displeased.

Yulia showed the bag in her hand

and

Un Said calmly, "Just some clothes,

undig west, and personal items? left here before. Do you want to check?"

Imogen felt numb all over. She clenched her fists, unsure of what to say.

With a bright smile, Yulia walked

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Imogen couldn't believe Yulia had a key to their home. Yulia must have been quite close to Jasper.

Imogen froze in place. Her face was pale, and her heart ached with an unspoken pain.

Noticing Imogen's discomfort, Yulia smiled even more brightly before brushing past her intentionally to bump her shoulder.

Imogen staggered, feeling a sharp pain in her shoulder.

When she heard the door close, her heart raced. She immediately set down her things and called Jasper.

When he answered, he asked gently, "Imogen, what's wrong?"

Taking a deep breath, Imogen gathered her courage and said, "Jay, someone was in our house. She..."

Jasper quickly explained, "I'm sorry,

Imogen. forgot to inform you. She is my friend and she used to stay at my place. She left some personal items there, so she asked me for the key to pick them up today.

Imogen was speechless. As she stood there motionless, her eyes welled up with tears.

Yulia was his friend?

She had stayed at his place and left such personal items behind?

No wonder Yulia seemed so confident.