The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1004

Imogen felt unfamiliar with Ethan's current demeanor. She couldn't bear to see the man she had once loved behave so repulsively.

Ethan tried to explain, "Imogen, I was drunk and confused. You've always been the one I loved. I—"

"Enough, Ethan," Imogen interjected sharply. "I'm married now, and Scarlett is pregnant. Please treat her and your unborn child with respect. There's no point in saying things that will only lead to more trouble."

With those words, Imogen walked away from him.

Suddenly, Ethan forcefully seized her arm, his face contorted with anger. "Imogen, did you marry some random guy just to get back at me?"

"No! Let go of me," Imogen shot back sharply.

Despite her plea, Ethan persisted, pulling her closer and gripping both her arms firmly.

Imogen found herself uncomfortably close to Ethan, struggling against his tight grip. "Let go," she demanded firmly.

Losing his composure, Ethan growled in frustration, "You're only doing this to spite me, right? Deep down, you can't deny that you still have feelings for me. Why put yourself through this agony?"

"I don't," Imogen retorted, her eyes flashing with anger.

"You know it's true," Ethan insisted arrogantly. "You married a man you barely knew. His family is struggling, his job is mediocre, and his character is unremarkable.

"Just look at him he has the appearance of a boy toy kept by a wealthy woman. For all we know, he might even be a gigolo."

Imogen's fury boiled within her, her chest tightening painfully. Tears threatened to spill as she admonished, "Ethan, who do you think you are, talking about my husband in such a manner? What makes you think you have that right?"

Ethan shot back defiantly, "I'm just calling it as I see it. He's a freeloader. I doubt he even had a place ready for you when you married him. It's absurd that he still relies on you."

Imogen muttered sharply, "That's none of your damn business."

Unable to restrain himself, Ethan shot back, "Imogen, face reality. Besides being good-looking, he's utterly useless. Don't use your happiness to retaliate against me."

Imogen fought with all her might, crying out, "Let me go, let me go!"

The harder she struggled, the more determined Ethan became to hold her back.

In their struggle, Ethan suddenly

pulled her close, his voice gentle yet tinged with nervousness. "Imogen, please, I beg you not to do this. It's my fault. I know I've been wrong. Once Scarlett gives birth, I'll divorce her Please, don't punish me, and don't keep punishing yourself."

"Let me go..." Imogen fought desperately, her voice strained.

Suddenly, a figure hurried toward them.

Just as Imogen noticed Jasper approaching, Ethan was abruptly yanked away.

A loud thud reverberated as Jasper's punch sent Ethan crashing to the ground.

Ethan lay still, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Jasper's face contorted with anger, his breathing heavy and ragged. He clenched his fists tightly, casting a glance at Ethan sprawled on the ground.

As Jasper turned to Imogen, he noticed tears welling in her eyes.

Jasper had come home to retrieve an important document he'd left behind only to find Imogen and her former love embroiled in a heated argument at the doorstep.

Why were tears flowing down her cheeks? Was it because of the sadness that came with their now-confirmed marriages?

Imogen gasped and quickly wiped away her tears. Nervously swallowing, she stammered, "Jay, why... why have you returned?"

Jasper sighed casually and replied, "I came back for some documents. What's he up to?"

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Ethan gradually stood up, picking up

the takeout bag from the floor.

Wiping a trickle of blood from his lip, he lifted his gaze to Jasper, who towered over him by half a head. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Next to Jasper's imposing, muscular figure, Ethan appeared notably fragile and small.