The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1085

Imogen's heart raced as she slowly hugged Jasper, her voice bashful yet resolute. "Jasper, you'll always have a place in my heart."

Jasper tensed slightly, his senses on high alert. He met her eyes. A glint of anticipation sparked in his gaze as he eagerly murmured, "Say it one more time. Say it-

"I love you, Jasper," Imogen said gently.

Jasper's eyes immediately filled with tears as he held Imogen tightly, his body shaking. Overwhelmed by emotion, he could only whisper her name into her ear. "Imogen... Imogen..."

"Do you love me?" Imogen asked, her voice tinged with shyness.

Jasper frowned. "I do love you. Haven't you always known?"

"I still want to hear it." Imogen said.

"I love you. I love you with all my heart," Jasper declared, gazing at her with intense passion and unwavering resolve.

Feeling a bit stiff from his tight hug, Imogen gently pushed him away. "I love you, too, but I must get up and go to work"

"Not today," Jasper responded, scooping and carrying her back to bed. He pulled the covers snugly over them both and held her close.

Imogen smiled helplessly. "Can I at least go to the bathroom?"

"Sure," Jasper agreed and lifted her easily from the bed.

Imogen blushed as she squirmed in his arms. "Put me down. I can walk there myself."

Jasper gently kissed her forehead, saying. "Il carry you both ways. Today, you're sticking close to me at home. No wandering off."

Imogen sighed softly. "Mr. Morrison, shouldn't you be at work?"

"I just want to be with you today." Jasper grinned affectionately as they disappeared into the bathroom. Their laughter echoed out moments afterward.

One week later, Gregory was discharged from the hospital. Jasper picked him up and took him to his new residence-a new villa with two maids included.

Gregory and Carol had always worked for others. Now, they finally could enjoy the experience of being tended to by maids for the first time. They were filled with deep gratitude as they entered the house.

But that wasn't the end of it. After Yulia's arrest made headlines, Oakley faced his difficulties. Due to his elderly condition, he suffered a heart attack the same night he was arrested and had to be rushed to the hospital for urgent treatment. 

Imogen rested in Jasper's arms at home, scrolling through news updates on her phone. Jasper gently ran his fingers through her long hair while studying the documents in his hand.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"Jay, Yulia's been apprehended," Imogen said, sighing.

"I'm aware," Jasper responded.

"Do you think her brother will save her?" Imogen asked.

"She's crossed my wife. No one can save her now," Jasper replied.

Imogen pursed her lips and nestled closer to his embrace, murmuring, "I thought something was going on between you two back then. I'm so sorry."

Jasper set his documents aside. He leaned in to kiss her cheek and continued with kisses down her neck. His voice took on a husky, enticing tone. "Then prove to me that your apologies are sincere."

Imogen pulled back slightly, shyly saying, "No."

"Oh, come on."

"No, I'm ticklish."

Jasper took her phone away and playfully pinned her down on the bed, showering her with kisses all over her body. He murmured, "I've got you."

Imogen closed her eyes, blushing and giggling as she avoided and pushed him away. "Jasper, go away!"

When Jasper pressed closer to her, her shy demeanor, tinged with a touch of openness, only added to her allure. Leaning on her body, he asked, "Imogen, do you think we should have a wedding?"

Catching her breath, Imogen said, "Your family has already met me. They all know we're married, so a wedding seems unnecessary."

Jasper's eyes gleamed with passion. "Don't you want a wedding?"

Imogen pondered briefly before suggesting, "Let's travel together to celebrate our marriage."

"Travel?" Jasper was surprised.

Imogen lay beneath him, her finger tracing his chest. Pausing thoughtfully, she said, "Let's travel together. Just you and me. We could wear our wedding outfit in each beautiful location and capture memories with photos as we go."