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.

it into a cup, and then put

Calvert

the cup but didn't drink. He just held

the slight tremble of the

probably because his hand was

on? Why is your hand shaking so much?" Harley

he was scared. Scared that she would misunderstand him, and scared that he was just a prop to stir up

had guessed his thoughts. He bit his lip, and after a while, his voice hoarse, he

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

"So, you don't need to worry about anything. I haven't misunderstood. I know very well, you love me!" His nose tingled,

conversation with Lornell you overheard, but I came after you to tell you that you're the one I like, the one I love now. When I

her view, once a relationship is over,