Nathan sighed softly, his lips pursing as he lowered his head.Though he refrained from meddling in Jasper's love life, as a father, he couldn't shake off his concern. Noticing that dinner was ready, Mila walked over to Imogen's side after the maid's call and said warmly, "Imogen, let's have dinner." Imogen politely replied, "Sure. Thanks, Professor Winkler." At the dining table, Mila warmly encouraged Imogen to eat more. Imogen observed Nathan's reserved manner in speech but noticed how tenderly he looked at Mila, his eyes filled with affection. It reminded her of young couples in the bliss of new love, their eyes sparkling with adoration. Unable to contain her smile, Imogen remarked, "Professor Winkler, your relationship with Mr. Morrison is extremely lovely. It doesn't seem like you've been married for decades." Mila looked puzzled. "What should being married for decades look like?" Imogen thought of Gregory and Carol. "It's usually about contempt out of familiarity,
Mila nodded. "Yes." With Mila's confirmation, Imogen informed Jasper, "I'm at Sudvilla, at Professor Winkler's place." Jasper asked, "Professor Winkler? Is it Mila Winkler?" Surprised, Imogen questioned, "You know her?" "Imogen, wait for me. I'm on my way," Jasper urgently instructed. Bewildered by his sudden urgency, Imogen hung up the phone in confusion. "Is that your husband?" Mila gently inquired. "Yes." Imogen nodded. "I heard you met through a blind date and had a whirlwind marriage?" Imogen hummed a response and nodded again. "How's your relationship?" Mila probed. "We weren't close before. After the whirlwind marriage, we started getting to know each other and our feelings were gradually warming up. "But I don't wish to continue anymore. I want a divorce…" Imogen's voice trailed off, her emotions sinking. Mila was taken aback by her revelation and asked empathetically, "Why? You've just gotten married. Why do you want a divorce already?" Imogen pr
Mila approached Jasper, her tone gentle yet tinged with puzzlement. "Didn't you say you were too busy to come back? It's so sudden. I thought you weren't coming back. "Come over here for a moment. I want to introduce you to someone." Jasper's emotions were tangled. He had never anticipated this scenario for their first meeting. He had been waiting for Imogen to accept him and reciprocate his feelings before formally informing his parents and family. The current situation was complex. Imogen herself was stunned. She had long known that Jasper's father was a general and his mother a renowned chemistry professor. However, she hadn't expected Jasper to be Mila's son and the dignified man to be Nathan Morrison, the defense general of Norvania. Imogen felt her palms growing clammy as she glanced shyly at Nathan and then at Mila.Mila gently positioned Jasper in front of Imogen, her smile warm as she introduced, "Imogen, let me introduce you. This is my son, Jasper Morrison."
Jasper quickly added, "Yes, it's my fault."Mila took Imogen's hand, urging, "Let's sit and chat." Imogen still felt awkward to address them as Mom and Dad. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions. Mila, transitioning from shock to joy and then to relief, struggled to calm her racing heart. All her previous worries had vanished. Jasper wasn't gay, nor did he have any sexual dysfunction—he was a perfectly normal man with impeccable taste. Whether it was Imogen's looks, values, personality, or morals, Mila was delighted with Jasper's choice. However, one concern lingered: Imogen wanted a divorce. Mila swallowed nervously, wiping a cold sweat from her worries for Jasper. Though he had married a wonderful woman, their marriage was unstable and could fall apart at any moment. She understood Jasper's caution—he feared the fragility of their relationship and hadn't dared to bring Imogen home. He wanted to avoid worrying the family. Once seated, Jasper held Imogen's hand and form
Nathan inquired, "What's her family background?" "Imogen's father is disabled, and her mother works as a cleaner. She graduated from technical school but never found a permanent job. After marrying Jasper, he secretly had her join Star Enterprise." Surprised, Nathan blurted, "They're really from different worlds. How did Jasper meet someone from that social class?" Mila shook her head, signaling her lack of knowledge, and sighed once more. Nathan felt equally helpless. Pulling Mila close on the couch, he continued, "Then Jasper should put in more effort to boost her self-esteem and help her gain confidence. Let Imogen know that while society may have its divisions, our family doesn't judge her based on her background." "Yeah, Jasper should help ease her burden of thoughts. She seems burdened by it," Mila nodded thoughtfully. Nathan deeply empathized with Imogen's feelings. After all, with such a vast difference, Imogen must have worried that she and her parents would not f
Imogen lapsed into a brief silence before she asked, "Do you really believe family background isn't important for marriage?" Jasper affirmed confidently, "Yes." "You truly live a different world," commented Imogen with a helpless smile. "It's you who cares too much about it." "I can't help it." "Imogen, I don't want to argue. Can we avoid talking about families?" Imogen pursed her lips and nodded reluctantly, her emotions unsettled. After a moment of silence, she continued, "If not families, then let's discuss our social circles." Jasper remained quiet, grasping her intentions but hesitant to proceed. He knew such discussions often led to discord. Imogen pressed on, "I could never fit into your social circle. I know nothing about fashion, economics, or your lifestyle. The world your friends perceive is different from mine. I've never left Phoenicia all my life, while you've explored the world and accumulated so much knowledge." Imogen lowered her head, her voice sub
Being such an ordinary woman, Imogen wondered by what virtue and grace could she have made such an outstanding man as Jasper, to secretly love her for over a decade, and still hold her in such a fond memory. Imogen took a deep breath, determination settling within her as she turned to Jasper. She declared earnestly, "Jasper, let's give this another try." Jasper gazed at Imogen in astonishment, his eyes shimmering with excitement. When their eyes met, he momentarily lost control and drew her into an embrace. Imogen stiffened, her body tense in his arms. Jasper held her tightly, whispering eagerly in her ear with a trembling voice, "I-Imogen, thank you. I will do everything to make you happy." Imogen gently wrapped her arms around Jasper's waist. Resting her head on his shoulder, she murmured, "I should be the one making the effort. I'll try my best to improve myself, to be someone more worthy of you." Jasper smiled warmly. "Don't be silly. You don't need to change a thing
Jasper's words unsettled Imogen. After a brief hesitation, Imogen asked, "Aren't you concerned they might accuse you of deceiving them? And what about Aunt Eloise? She's fond of Asher and has always wanted me to marry him." Jasper responded calmly, "We'll have to face it eventually." "Okay," Imogen agreed. That night, Jasper was too excited to sleep. He kept talking, sharing words that seemed endless. It wasn't until after Imogen fell asleep that he finally drifted off himself. The next morning, Imogen woke up first, still cradled in Jasper's embrace. Throughout the night, Jasper had held her tightly. Imogen, mindful of potential side leaks, didn't dare move much, and now she felt her waist stiffening. She shifted her body slowly. At that moment, the phone rang twice. Located right by the pillow, Imogen found the sound somewhat jarring, hence she reached over to fetch it. The phone rang twice more. Intrigued, Imogen glanced at the illuminated screen. There wa