The Wrong Woman

"Mom," Imogen said with a hint of frustration, "You shouldn't jump to conclusions about people."

Carol's anger flared at Imogen's words. She retorted sharply, "I've lived longer than you! What could you possibly know?"

Feeling resigned, Imogen replied, "Mom, we've reached this point. Whether you accept it or not, we have to move forward."

Carol laughed in exasperation, her fists clenched. "How can we not accept it? You've married into a prestigious and wealthy family. We should be ecstatic.

"But, Imogen, have you seen those female celebrities? They have fame, fortune, and prestigious careers. Yet even after marrying into wealthy families, they still face constant scrutiny!

"Some end up doing menial tasks for their mothers-in-law. Do you really think these affluent households can't hire someone for such duties?

"It all comes down to social status. If you don't come from a similar background, you'll always feel inferior in your husband's family!"

Jasper remained silent as he observed Gregory and Carol's pessimistic attitudes. He understood that changing their perspective wouldn't happen overnight.

Nevertheless, Jasper empathized with their concerns—after all, their social circles were vastly different.

Throughout their lives, Gregory and Carol had earned their living by consistently meeting others' expectations.

Meanwhile, Imogen found herself at an impasse with Gregory and Carol. She stood up resolutely and declared, "This is where things stand. I've spoken my mind. If you can accept it, great. If not, that's how it will be."

With that, Imogen retreated to her room and closed the door behind her.

Carol and Gregory exchanged awkward smiles, appearing slightly flustered as they turned to Jasper.

With sincerity and respect in his tone, Jasper reassured them, "Mom, Dad, I hope you won't dwell too much on the negatives or be overly pessimistic. I'm confident that Imogen will be happy."

Carol managed a strained smile, masking her deep-seated concerns.

If only she were more superficial, she might have been thrilled that Imogen had married into such wealth, viewing it as a promising development.

But at this moment, all she could feel was apprehension and fear. She couldn’t help but worry that Imogen’s humble background might pose challenges in her new life among the affluent.

Jasper continued, "Also, my parents would like to meet both of you. They’re planning a casual get-together."

Gregory tensed with anticipation, his eyes widening in surprise. "General Morrison wants to meet with me?"

Jasper clarified, "My parents simply want to meet the two of you. It’s not a formal meeting with the general or anything like that."

Upon hearing this, Carol nervously swallowed. She reached out with her weathered, rough hands toward Gregory, gently touching his aged cheek. "Look at me. How can I possibly meet General Morrison and Mrs. Morrison looking like this?" 

Observing their unease, Jasper couldn’t help but feel unsettled.

Were Nathan and Mila really that intimidating to others?

"Mom, Dad, do you have any free time?" Jasper inquired.

Gregory and Carol hesitated to decline Jasper’s invitation. Despite their apprehension, they knew they had to accept.

"When?" asked Gregory.

"My parents are flexible with timing. They can accommodate your schedule," Jasper reassured them.

Gregory replied nervously, "We wouldn’t want to impose. Let’s... let’s defer to General Morrison’s decision. Whenever you schedule it is fine with us."

"Would tomorrow be suitable?" Jasper suggested.

"Tomorrow?" Carol exclaimed in surprise.

Gregory hastily nodded. "Yes, tomorrow works fine."

Carol's expression soured as she shot Gregory a disapproving glance, muttering under her breath, "What do you mean 'fine'? Tomorrow is just a few hours away. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

"What kind of gift should we bring? And what about attire? Look at me—I don’t even have a decent piece of jewelry. Are we presentable like this?"

Jasper understood Gregory’s and Carol’s desire to dress well and uphold Imogen’s reputation. "Mom, Dad, please don’t worry. I’ll handle everything and ensure it’s all arranged to your satisfaction." 

Upon hearing Jasper’s assurance, Carol managed a strained smile and remained silent.