The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1050

Mila glanced at the time and suggested, "Why not make it today? My son has the day off. I'll ask him to come over."

Feeling awkward, Imogen quickly shook her head. "That's not necessary, Professor Winkler. You don't need to have him come over just for me." Being extremely fond of Imogen, Mila ignored her protests and made the call.

Jasper's voice came through the line, "Mom, what's up?"

"Are you off today? Do you have time to come over? I'd like to introduce you to a new friend."

Jasper responded coolly, "I don't have time today. I'm at a gathering."

"Are you still working on a weekend?"

"Yeah."

Annoyed, Mila protested, "Can you stop wasting all your time on work? It's the weekend. You should spare some time to mingle around with people." "Mom, I don't have time to go back..."

"Fine, next time then."

"Alright."

Something suddenly came to her mind, and Mila inquired curiously, "By the way, there's news online about you and Oakley's granddaughter checking into a hotel. What's that about?"

"It's just a misunderstanding."

"It better be. We can't be tied to the Gibsons. I'd rather you stay single forever than marry her."

After all, the Gibson family had a history tied to gangsters, and even though they had become more legitimate, they still engaged in shady activities. "Got it, Mom." Jasper sounded a bit impatient. "I'm really busy. I have to go."

After Jasper hung up, Mila turned to the embarrassed Imogen with a warm smile. "Sorry about that."

Imogen bit her lip and shook her head. "It's fine."

Mila extended her invitation again. "Please stay for dinner."

Imogen quickly responded, "No, really, I—"

"It's no big deal." Mila interrupted, her hospitality unwavering. "It's just dinner anyway. Consider it keeping me company."

Unable to refuse, Imogen reluctantly agreed, steeling herself as best she could.

The two chatted in the living room for a long time.

By evening, Imogen received a message from Jasper. "Imogen, where are you?"

Imogen texted back, "I'm at a professor's house."

"When will you be back? Do you need me to pick you up?"

"No. I'll take a taxi back."

"It's already late. I'm worried about you. Send me your location before you leave."

"Okay," Imogen replied, then put down her phone and looked at Mila.

Mila's eyes sparkled with jealousy. "Is that your husband?"

Imogen gave a small, embarrassed smile and nodded. "Yeah."

"Is he worried about you?"

Imogen smiled and nodded again.

Mila continued, "You two must be very much in love."

This question made Imogen freeze awkwardly. She had no idea how to respond.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Should she say that she and Jasper were in love when she had been contemplating divorce? But denying it didn't feel right either, given how Jasper doted on her. 

"Sort of," Imogen replied with a tight-lipped smile.

At that moment, the sound of a car pulling up echoed outside.

Mila stood up in surprise and peered outside. "No way, could it be my husband?"

Imogen, curious, also glanced outside. Is Professor Winkler's husband back?" she pondered, wondering if she should take her leave.

Footsteps approached, and Mila, still surprised, went to greet the newcomer. "It's really him!" she exclaimed.

Caught off guard by this unexpected meeting, Imogen quickly stood up, waiting respectfully and politely to greet the newcomer.