The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1061

Throughout the night, Imogen wrestled with unease, her thoughts consumed by Jasper's potential discomfort.

Restlessly shifting in bed, she couldn't help but reach for her phone to check on Jasper.

"Jasper, are you okay? Maybe we should head into town and find a hotel."

Jasper responded tersely, "I'm tougher than you give me credit for. If everyone else can sleep, so can I."

Imogen pressed on. "But you're not used to staying in such an old room, and the bed is tiny. Besides, my dad snores."

Jasper replied with a laughing emoji, its hand covering its mouth. "Dad's already snoring away. But this place isn't bad at all. I'm fine, really-don't worry about me. I can get used to sleeping here.

"When I was younger, I used to go with my dad on wilderness trips for training. I once slept on the grass in the rain all night and was perfectly fine the next day. It's no big deal."

Imogen asked, "Should we reveal your identity to my parents tomorrow?"Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Jasper queried, "Will those relatives still be coming?"

Imogen replied, "I think they probably will."

Jasper responded with a teary-eyed laughing emoji and asked, "Will I have a chance to explain then?"

"I'm not sure," Imogen replied.

"Okay, maybe we should wait a bit longer," Jasper suggested.

"Alright," Imogen agreed.

Jasper sent a cute emoji in response.

"Good night," Imogen bid him.

Jasper replied with a slightly dejected emoji. "Are you really going to sleep? Can we talk a bit more?"

"Aren't you tired?" Imogen asked.

"Not really. I just miss you a little," Jasper admitted.

"Come out, I'm waiting for you by the door."

Jasper remained silent, offering no response.

As Imogen stepped out of the room, she was surprised to see Jasper emerging at the same time.

Their eyes met briefly before they quietly closed the door behind them. With a knowing smile, they walked hand in hand.

Curious, Jasper asked, "Where are we going?"

Imogen whispered back, "To a special spot."

Jasper pressed, "What kind of place is it?"

Imogen guided Jasper out of the house, leading him up a slope on the mountain's backside.

In the countryside, the moon shone brightly, casting a gentle, monochrome glow over the landscape.

Although the path was visible, Jasper pulled out his phone and switched on the flashlight to illuminate their way forward.

As Imogen held Jasper's hand, a comforting sense of security enveloped her.

Halfway up the hill, they discovered a small plateau adorned with a cluster of large rocks arranged neatly along the edge.

Imogen guided Jasper to settle on one of the boulders. Together, they admired the serene night scenery stretched out before them.

In the peaceful countryside, a gentle breeze murmured through the expansive fields, casting a tranquil and secluded ambiance over the scene. 

Imogen drew in a deep breath and turned to Jasper, asking softly, "Isn't it beautiful?"

Jasper sighed with contentment, "Absolutely, this place is stunning and so peaceful."

Pointing toward the fields ahead, Imogen reminisced, "There used to be countless fireflies here before. I wonder where they've all gone."

"It might just be the season," Jasper suggested.

"Perhaps," Imogen replied.

As her voice faded, Jasper tenderly took her hand and placed it on his thigh, gently massaging it.

Imogen lowered her head slightly, a faint blush tinting her cheeks. "We haven't officially dated yet. Would this count as our first date?" she murmured. 

Jasper gazed at her affectionately. "If that's what you want, every day from now on could feel like this."

"I would love that," Imogen replied softly.

After a moment of reflection, Jasper grew concerned. "Imogen, if your parents knew about my true background and the lies I've told, would they object to us being together?"