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.

to the kitchen. He took some milk out of the fridge, poured it into a cup, and then put it in

that Calvert needed to calm his emotions

took the cup but didn't drink. He just held it, staring at the

don't you..." Harley's voice suddenly paused, noticing the slight

was

hand shaking so much?" Harley grabbed

Because at this moment, he was scared. Scared that she would

to speak, as if she had guessed his thoughts. He bit his lip, and

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

her hand gently rested on the back of his. "So, you don't need to worry about anything. I haven't misunderstood. I know very well, you love me!" His nose tingled, realizing that she was fully aware of his feelings

you're the one I like, the one I love now. When

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