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.

apartment, and Harley, familiar with 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 the microwave to heat

Calvert needed to calm

didn't drink. He just held it, staring

noticing the slight tremble of

hand was

hand shaking so

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

you worried that I might 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, he said,

do you think I'd still be going into

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

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 to get back

once a relationship