The Wrong Woman

Chapter 991

"Let me think about it. I'll tell you later." Imogen said.

She didn't expect much from this marriage as it lacked any emotional foundation. To her, as long as they could get by, it was enough. The marriage was merely to prove she had moved on from Ethan and also to reassure her parents.

Late at night, Imogen returned to the bedroom in her pajamas after taking her shower. As she entered the room, she saw Jasper changing clothes. His well-built physique, defined muscles, and healthy skin tone momentarily stunned her. Realizing what she was seeing, she quickly stepped back and shut the door behind her as if she had done something wrong.

Upon hearing a loud bang, Jasper looked toward the door. At that moment, his expression darkened.

Outside, Imogen's face flushed and her heart raced. She was so nervous that her breath became erratic. The image of his perfect body kept replaying in her mind, filling her thoughts with blush-inducing visions.

It wasn't like she had never seen a man with such a good body, but that was all in movies or short videos. In reality, she had also seen men bare- chested, but either much skinner or fatter.

This was her first time seeing such a handsome guy with a nice body in real life. It threw her previously calm heart into chaos. With her hands on her flushed cheeks, she took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the door opened, startling her. She looked up at Jasper, who had already changed into his pajamas.

Jasper frowned as he asked with displeasure, "Why are you hiding?"

"I..." Imogen was at a loss for words, realizing her reaction had been over the top. After all, it was just her husband changing his shirt. "My bad, I I... I'm not used to it yet."

Jasper pulled her into the room and closed the door. He said, "You don't have to apologize. Next time, if you encounter such a situation, don't run away."

"Okay."

At that moment, Imogen still wasn't able to calm down. After she entered the room, she felt the room was too small and the atmosphere was ambiguous for some reason. Everything seemed to have changed.

"Get some rest," Jasper said.

Imogen replied, "Okay."

She quickly got into bed, lying down. Jasper stood by and watched her.

Feeling his gaze on her, Imogen felt even more nervous. She gulped while pursing her lips. She felt her heart pounding as her body tensed.

She thought to herself, "Why was he standing there? Why was he looking at me like that? Did he want to have sex with me? If so, should I be reserved or take the initiative? But I have no experience, so how should I respond? Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

The more she thought about it, the hotter and more flustered she felt. After drawing the curtains, Jasper got into bed. He lifted the blanket and laid next to her. 

The moment he got into her bed, Imogen was sure that he wanted to have sex with her. She was too nervous to speak.

Seeing Jasper turned over, Imogen was startled. She blurted out, "Can we do it with the lights off?"

Jasper was stunned. After a few seconds, he asked, "Do what?"

Imogen was confused as her face turned even redder. She turned to face him and said, "You got into my bed. Don't you want to..."

Jasper chuckled. He replied, "This blanket is mine."

Imogen looked down and realized it wasn't her blanket. Feeling embarrassed and awkward, she wished she could run away.

She quickly pushed away his blanket and apologized. "I'm sorry, I took the wrong blanket."

Sitting up, she carefully brought her own blanket from the foot of the bed. After that, she lightly laid down with her back turned to Jasper.