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 place, headed straight 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 at

cup but didn't drink. He just held it,

noticing the slight

because his hand was shaking, which made

on? Why is your hand shaking so much?"

Yes, his hands were shaking badly. Because at this moment, he was scared. Scared that she would misunderstand him, and scared that he was just

misunderstand you?" She took the initiative to speak, as if she had guessed his thoughts. He bit his lip, and after a while, his voice hoarse,

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

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

view, once a relationship is over,