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.

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 calm his emotions

but didn't drink. He just held it,

voice suddenly paused, noticing the

his hand was shaking, which made

your hand shaking so much?" Harley grabbed Calvert's

she would misunderstand him, and scared that he was just a prop to stir up Cornell's emotions, just

the initiative to speak, as if she had guessed his thoughts. He bit his lip, and after a

said, "If you were really scheming, do you think I'd

of his. "So, you don't need to worry about anything. I haven't misunderstood. I know very well, you love

of my conversation with Lornell you overheard, but I came after you to tell you that you're the one I like, the

her view, once a relationship is over,