The Wrong Woman

Chapter 989

Imogen walked into the kitchen and started preparing the vegetables. "Dad, let me do it. You can rest for a while."

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"I'm not tired," Imogen said as she guided Gregory out of the kitchen. She firmly said, "I'll do the cooking tonight."

Gregory had lost his legs, so he used to walk with his hands. A few years ago, he spent thousands on a prosthetic leg but was swindled with a poor-quality one. Now, standing too long caused him pain, and he walked with a limp.

"Alright then," Gregory replied with a contented smile.

Imogen busied herself in the kitchen while Gregory drank tea in the living room. Half an hour later, she made two plates of paella, a salmon omelet, and a bowl of Greek salad.

"Dad, dinner's ready."

Gregory walked over to sit down. He looked at the food on the table and then at Imogen.

Imogen sat down and used her cutlery to serve Gregory some food. She said, "Dad, let's eat." However, Gregory frowned. Imogen noticed his serious expression, so she asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Gregory resigned as he asked, "Imogen, have you forgotten something?"

Imogen was puzzled. She asked, "Forgotten what?"

After Gregory put down his cutlery, he sat upright. He said, "Think carefully."

"Did I forget to add salt?" With that, Imogen picked up a piece of vegetable. As she chewed it, she responded, "No, I didn't!"

Gregory reminded her, "Have you forgotten that you have a husband now?"

Imogen was stunned and froze in place. Right, she had completely forgotten. Actually, she didn't really remember that she was now married. Also. she was so used to cooking for just the two of them.

Imogen quickly put down her cutlery and asked, "I'll make another dish. How about some burritos?"

"Anything is fine. Make a few more. Your husband looks like he has a big appetite," Gregory advised.

Imogen busied herself in the kitchen again. She made six burritos. As she served the food, the door opened. Jasper walked in and changed his shoes.

When he saw Gregory, he said, "Dad, Imogen, I'm back."

"Just in time. Come have dinner," Gregory said with a smile.

Imogen set down the burritos and hurried to get another plate of paella for Jasper. After washing his hands in the bathroom, Jasper went to sit down at the dining table. 

Looking at the food on the table, he was stunned. A plate of burritos, a bowl of Greek salad, and a salmon omelet. Although there was a variety of food, the portions were small. 

Imogen felt a bit embarrassed because she and Gregory usually ate simply. She had forgotten that she got married yesterday.

Imogen said gently, “I didn’t buy much groceries today. We’ll make do for now. I’ll cook something better for you tomorrow.”

As Jasper picked up his cutlery, he said, “It’s fine. Eating light is good for the body, so there’s no need for you to make special dishes.”

“Do you usually get off work on time?” Imogen asked.

“Mostly. If I’m ever late, I’ll let you know in advance.”

“Okay.”

“Let’s eat, Dad,” Jasper invited.

Gregory replied, “Alright. Let’s eat.”

The three of them ate quietly, and there was an odd sense of unfamiliarity between Imogen and Jasper. Imogen treated him like a guest she didn’t know well.

After dinner, Gregory watched TV in the living room. Imogen went to clean her bedroom, wipe the table, and mop the floor.

Meanwhile, Jasper went to take a shower. After showering, he put his dirty clothes in the washing machine. When he returned to his room, he saw Imogen still cleaning. 

He asked, “Can I help with anything?” He had never done housework before, so he didn’t know where to start.