The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1044

After work, Jasper returned home to find a note on the fridge, alongside gifts on the cab and the black card he had given to Imogen earlier. Feeling irritated, he loosened his tie, shed his coat, and threw it onto the bed. Sitting on the edge, he leaned forward with his hands cradling his forehead.

He closed his eyes, his breaths deepening with each passing moment.

Today, she returned the gifts and the bank card. Tomorrow, it could very well be divorce papers. The more Jasper dwelled on it, the heavier his heart grew.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

After a moment of contemplation, he left his room and approached Imogen's door. His knocks met with silence. Knowing she was inside, he spoke softly, "Imogen, can we talk?"

Still, there was no response.

He called out again, "Imogen..."

A soft voice from within replied, "I'm going to sleep."

Checking the time, Jasper realized it was still early. He lingered at the door for a while before reluctantly returning to his room.

He showered and changed into pajamas. Around 9:00 pm, he returned to Imogen's room again, but this time, he bypassed knocking and used his fingerprint to unlock the door. Closing it behind him, he left the room in darkness.

Imogen, still wide awake, heard the door open and nervously turned to look over. A tall, muscular figure entered.

Imogen's body tensed as she clutched the sheets tightly, her eyes wide with astonishment as Jasper walked into the room.

He removed his shoes and slid under the covers beside her.

Imogen's breath came raggedly as she timidly asked, "Jasper, what are you doing?"

Turning to face her, Jasper's long fingers gently encircled Imogen's slender waist, drawing her close into his embrace.

Imogen stiffened, her back damp with sweat, nervously swallowing.

A lingering scent of shower gel surrounded Jasper, adding to Imogen's already anxious state. She attempted to free herself from his grip, but Jasper held her tighter as she moved.

"You-" Imogen began, but before she could finish, Jasper interrupted, "Don't move if you don't want to experience the pain again."

His warning silenced Imogen. She swallowed hard, and her body tensed further, frozen in place.

She cautiously inquired, "What exactly do you want?"

With his eyes closed, Jasper spoke contentedly in a husky tone, "I want to fall asleep holding my wife."

"But I don't want to," Imogen protested.

"Endure it. You'll get used to having me around," Jasper insisted.

Imogen endured quietly, whispering, "Jasper, you're being too dominant."

Jasper's voice turned serious. "From now on, we will be sleeping together.

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"Except for your period or when you're unwell, I'll be sleeping with you every other day. If you can handle it, we'll do it once every day,

or even multiple times."

Imogen's embarrassment and frustration grew as she raised her voice, "Jasper, are you insane?"

Jasper felt like he was being pushed to madness. He was driven to madness by the looming threat of divorce.

Unfazed, Jasper replied, "Isn't it normal for husband and wife to sleep together? A harmonious sex life is crucial for nurturing our love."

"We're getting divorced," Imogen insisted.

"I won't let that happen."

"Even so, you can't do this," Imogen retorted.

"Doing it more often will bring us closer emotionally."

"What kind of twisted logic is that?"

Jasper sighed bitterly and buried his head in Imogen's neck. Inhaling her intoxicating scent, his emotions were in turmoil as he murmured, "It's true."

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Through his experiences, he realized he liked Imogen a lot before. But ever since their intimation yesterday, he now craved her intensely, both physically and

Jasper felt his love for Imogen grew even more, even to the point of madness.