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 the microwave to heat up. In no time, she handed a warm cup of

suggested, sensing that Calvert needed to calm his

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

paused, noticing the slight tremble

was shaking, which

Why is your hand

Scared that she would misunderstand him, and scared that

his thoughts. He bit his lip, and after a while, his voice hoarse, he said, "I didn't

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

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

sure how much of my 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 broke off the engagement, I never intended

once a relationship