My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Harley blinked his eyes. So, he had thought it was an illusion earlier, which made him so bold. But now, realizing it's reality, he's panicking like this?!

"I'm not blaming you for anything, besides, I chose to do this!" Harley said.

Calvert was taken aback, staring at her blankly, seemingly unable to react.

Harley let out a sigh, "Do you think you can force me to do this if I'm not willing? So, you don't need to apologize. After all, it's a matter of mutual consent!" Calvert's pale face slowly turned red.

She said... this is what she wanted. Does that mean... she actually...

He looked into her eyes, seeing a hint of anticipation. Yet, he feared it was just his own wishful thinking. His lips quivered, but in the end, he said nothing.

"I like you, Calvert!" Harley blurted out. Now that she was sure of her feelings, she decided to tell him straight up.

Even though the future holds many uncertainties, and she might get hurt again, at least for now, she doesn't want to live with regrets!

Calvert asked, his lips

It was partly her fault. In this relationship, her attitude had been too ambiguous. She had even told him that they were together,

these must be

so,

she talking about?

this be possible? He

the matter? At least give me an answer, don't you want to?" His prolonged silence prompted Harley

Calvert swallowed the saliva that had pooled in his throat, "Are... are you asking

us to be together, bound by responsibility to each other. After we start dating, we'll be boyfriend and girlfriend," Harley

You're not joking?" Calvert

for a moment, then leaned over and kissed the other person's lips. "Now, do you

It was only at this moment that

has completely metabolized before I take you to meet my parents,"