The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1038

Imogen froze, her face drained of color. In that instant, one thought consumed her entirely. She realized that consequences always circle back. She grappled with the fear of imprisonment, unsure about her next steps.

She hadn't managed to divorce yet. Would being Nathan's daughter-in-law disgrace the Morrisons if she ended up behind bars? Tears welled up, but she fought them back as she was led away, feeling utterly lost.

Meanwhile, Jasper hosted a dinner for Zoey and her parents, Marcel Layton and Rosalind Pearson. The Laytons were overjoyed in the restaurant.

Upon learning Jasper's identity, Marcel and Rosalind had dressed impeccably for the occasion. Their smiles widened with each passing moment, sensing that Zoey's worth was about to skyrocket.

Jasper regarded the couple before him-one a former government official, the other a retired judge. Their status was seen as a powerful symbol of authority, especially among families like the Kingsleys.

Despite enduring mistreatment, exploitation, and being taken advantage of by the Laytons, the Kingsleys had no choice but to silently bear their grievances.

Marcel knew Jasper's background but remained composed as he politely asked, "Mr. Morrison, where do you work?"

"At Star Enterprise," Jasper answered.

"For how long have you known our daughter?" Rosalind asked.

"Not too long," Jasper replied.

"And how serious are you two?" Rosalind pressed on.

"This is just our first dinner date," Jasper said.

Marcel and Rosalind exchanged a somewhat awkward glance. Then, Rosalind remarked, "It's only your first date. How did you end up involving us? I thought-"

Jasper interjected with a wry grin. "Did you think I was going to propose to her, hence inviting both of you along?"

Rosalind nodded in response.

Zoey chuckled awkwardly and quickly explained, "Mom, Dad, Mr. Morrison wanted to meet you both, and that explains everything."

Marcel's expression grew serious. "It's still too early. This feels rushed. Have you both thought this through?"

Zoey blushed, looking down and waiting for Jasper's response.

Jasper cleared his throat, composed as he calmly explained, "I think there's been a misunderstanding. I'm married."

His words stunned them all, their gazes fixed on him in disbelief. Rosalind's voice rose slightly with her question. "What? You're married? Then why did you invite us?"

Jasper's expression hardened. He lifted his glass, took a sip, and stated, "My wife is Imogen Kingsley."

Marcel was surprised. "When did you marry our daughter?"

Rosalind looked even more shocked, exclaiming, "You rushed into marriage with our daughter?"

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drained of color, and her hands grew

clammy, shaking as she held her

glass. Jasper couldn't help but find

their deceitful behavior rather entertaining.

Filled with excitement, Rosalind and Marcel questioned Zoey with a touch of disapproval in their voices, "When did you get married? Why didn't you tell us?"

"Exactly, marriage is a significant

matter! Decisions like these should

involve us. Even if his family is

wealthy-his father a general and his

mother a chemist-you shouldn't rush into such things!" Content

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Zoey's voice quivered as she spoke quietly, "Mom, Dad, I didn't marry him."

"He" Rosalind started to say something but cut herself off as realization hit her, rendering her dumbfounded.

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his face turning pale in an instant. All three fell into a stunned silence, deeply unsettled as they stared at Jasper Fear flashed in their eyes as they grappled with the revelation that he was Imogen's husband.