The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 1034

"Before high school, I grew up and went to school out on the frontier," Jasper said.

"So, which one are you in the middle school photos?" Imogen asked, carefully studying the few snapshots of several people.

"Check out the group photos. Besides those, there aren't any solo shots of us together," Jasper responded with a hint of disappointment.

Imogen froze, staring at Jasper in disbelief. Anxiety churned in her chest and a sense of impending dread swept over her. She swallowed hard, her voice slightly quivering as she asked, "Was it that I didn't want to take photos with you? Or did we just never get the chance?"

"It was that you didn't want to," Jasper replied.

Imogen fell silent, her heart pounding erratically. She was gripped tightly by a wave of panic. She had always been known for her approachability and friendliness, so turning down a schoolmate's invitation for a photo felt oddly out of character.

Unless… it was him!

Her breath caught as she cautiously asked, "Is your last name Morrison?"

Jasper nodded silently.

Imogen's heart skipped a beat. She remembered the general at the military base who shared the same last name. Suddenly, memories of the only boy she had ever kept at arm's length in middle school came flooding back.

She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves before cautiously asking, "Did you ever write me any love letters back in middle school?"

Jasper gave a bitter smile. "Yeah, you tore them all up. There was even one you threw right at me."

Imogen's face went pale with shock. She tossed the photos onto the coffee table and quickly retreated to her room, slamming the door with a loud bang.

Jasper's muscles tightened as he watched her reaction, a deep sense of disappointment washing over him, mingled with bitter anguish. Had she truly just run away from him like that?

They both had a restless night.

…

The next morning, Jasper woke up early as usual and was about to fix breakfast for Imogen.

When she came out of her room, she spotted Jasper heading toward the kitchen. Anxious, she hurried over and took the ingredients from his hands, setting them aside.

"Please, quit making breakfast for me. It's just too much," Imogen said worriedly.

Jasper's heart sank. His voice tinged with desperation and sorrow as he said, "Imogen, I'm your husband. How can you say that?"

Imogen looked distressed. "No, this marriage was a mistake. We should go to the courthouse and file for divorce right away before your family even gets wind of me."