My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

"Aren't you leaving yet? Or do you need my bodyguard to 'escort' you out?" Harley said.

Lornell's father was taken aback, immediately looking around as if he was deeply afraid that the Hart family's bodyguards would suddenly appear.

"Hmm?" Harley's nasal voice deepened, his hand about to lift, causing Lornell's father to hurriedly step back.

"Hmph, just you wait!" said Lornell's father, before turning around and leaving.

Harley turned to look at a pale-faced Calvert. His eyes were clouded with a misty haze, his complexion as white as paper. Despite his towering stature, he seemed incredibly fragile at that moment. Harley pursed his lips, "Let's go into your house first."

We're already at his doorstep, it would be better to go in and have a chat.

Calvert bit his lip and nodded.

the apartment, and Harley, familiar with the place, headed straight to the kitchen. He took some milk out of the fridge, poured it into a cup, and then put it in the microwave to heat up. In no time, she handed a warm cup of milk

Calvert needed to

He just held

voice suddenly paused, noticing the slight tremble of the cup

because his hand was

going on? Why is your hand shaking

was scared. Scared that she would misunderstand him, and

had guessed his thoughts. He bit

really scheming, do you think I'd still be going into your house and

aback as her hand gently rested on the back of his. "So, you don't need to worry about anything. I haven't

you're the one I

once a relationship is