My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

“Where to?” the driver in the front asked Calvert for his address.

Calvert took a while to come to his senses and then provided the address.

20 minutes later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of a run-down alley in Emerald City. Calvert got out of the car and looked at the old houses in front of him. There were many beggars along the way, and trash was scattered everywhere.

This place is known as the gathering place for the poor in Emerald City and is jokingly referred to as the slums of Emerald City. And he, grew up here since he was a child.

When he was young, he didn’t think much of it, but as he grew older, he realized that people are truly different from one another.

He used to believe that as long as he worked hard and had good grades, he could change everything.

He studied hard and made sure his grades were always good, wanting to prove that even if he was born poor, he could still make something of himself.

when he entered university, he realized that the gap was much bigger than

school waived his tuition fee, allowing him to

this that the disparity became more apparent. He discovered

filled with a smell of decay, he saw his father rummaging through boxes and cabinets, angrily

again. So now he was at home searching for money, wanting to find some

brat?” As soon as his son came back, Calvert’s

coldly replied, “Do you think you still have money for me to

forcefully pushed him away and said, “You, if it weren’t for me, how could you grow up like this? It’s all because I raised you!”

something, a look of excitement flashed across his face.

the past. It was made of silver and wasn’t worth much,

that his mother escaped

Calvert silently took out the medicine

compassion