The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1008

At 7:00 pm, Jasper arrived home.

As he entered, the aroma of food greeted him. He changed his shoes and walked into the dining room.NôvelDrama.Org content.

Imogen looked gentle and charming with her apron on and her long hair tied back. Jasper found himself mesmerized. "You're back? Wash up and let's eat," she said with a smile.

Jasper smiled, feeling a happiness he'd never experienced with other women. It was so simple yet wonderful.

"Okay," Jasper replied before going to wash his hands.

After washing his hands, he brought out spaghetti for both of them.

Their dinner consisted of two dishes and a soup, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.

Imogen noticed that Jasper often put meat on her plate, as if worried she wasn't eating enough.

"You should eat more instead of always giving me food," Imogen said.

Jasper replied, "You're too thin."

Imogen was speechless. She didn't think she was thin. In fact, she felt she was a bit chubby.

Maybe men and women see things differently.

She lowered her head to eat the food. As she ate, she felt a bit down, thinking about something she couldn't resist asking.

She tried to sound casual as she asked, "Are we going to sleep in separate rooms?"

Jasper paused while eating.

Imogen noticed his reaction was a bit different, so she quickly gave him an out.

"Sleeping separately is fine. You have work, and I sleep poorly, so I might disturb your rest."

"It's not like that," Jasper responded as he put down his cutlery. He gazed at her intently.

Imogen continued eating to avoid his eyes because discussing this made her look like she was looking forward to something to happen.

"I didn't mean anything by it," Imogen

said with an awkward smile. "I just wanted to make sure. You don't have to be so tense. We're still in the stage of getting to know each other. Let's just go with the flow."

Jasper's mind was in turmoil. He didn't know how to deal with this sham marriage.

He was waiting for Imogen to truly

fall for him before he had enough courage to reveal his true identity and was confident enough to consummate their marriage.

It wasn't that he didn't want to touch her, but that he couldn't.

Deceiving someone into marriage was bad enough, but if he also deceived her into having sex, he truly wasn't human.

If Imogen discovered his true identity and insisted on a divorce, he would respect her decision. At least she was still a virgin by that time.

Jasper didn't continue the discussion any further.

After dinner, Imogen wanted to

clean up, but Jasper took her hand and pushed her to the sofa in the living room. He said, "You cooked, so I'll do the dishes. Just leave the rest tome."

Imogen was a bit worried as she responded, "But you're already exhausted from working. Doing chores after your work is too much."

Jasper pretended to be stern. He said, "Imogen, I'm your husband, not your boss. If I work a bit more, you can relax. Isn't that good?"

"It's not bad, but-"

"Be good. Sit here, eat some fruit, watch TV, or browse your phone. Call me if you need anything."

Imogen was pulled by Jasper to sit on the sofa in the living room. She felt touched as she watched him being so considerate.

Nowadays, a handsome, domestic, and caring man was a rare find.

Imogen took out her phone and opened WhatsApp to check her messages.

Suddenly, there was a crash from the kitchen. She quickly put down her phone and ran there.

She found Jasper picking up broken pieces of a porcelain dish. As they looked into each other's eyes, they both froze. Jasper felt embarrassed!