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!

me?" Calvert asked, his lips trembling, looking

relationship, her attitude had been too ambiguous. She had even told him that they were together, but without any official status, without

must be the sources of

so,

utterly bewildered. What was she talking about? Dating? Her

how could this be possible? He must have

you want to?" His prolonged silence prompted

the saliva that had pooled in his

like me and I've realized kike you too, it's better for us to be together, bound by

you want to date me? You're not joking?" Calvert still couldn't believe

over and kissed the

widened. It was only at this moment that he

have to wait until the medication in your system has completely metabolized before I take you