My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

"Ah!" Harley gasped, before he could even react, he was already dragged onto the bed by the other person.

"I... feel so uncomfortable..." Calvert's voice murmured, his body heavily pressing down on Harley. His eyes were hazy as he looked at her, and his feverish body kept rubbing against hers. Harley was startled by Calvert's sudden move. But then he realized what was pressing against his body. It was his...

So, his body is just reacting to the medication right now.

This is a normal occurrence.

"Harley, can you help me..." His voice was hoarse, and his beautiful black eyes were full of mist.

A thought crossed Harley's mind, recalling Karen's words. Could she really handle it if he were to be with other women in the future?

Is it really right to be together, unbound by anything, all in the name of selfishness?

Just how much did she like him? At this moment, his actions didn't bother her at all. In fact, she even wanted... to knock him over, to see him moved, to be the only one reflected in his eyes... Even... they want to make him cry!

What kind of sick joke is this?! Harley thought to himself.

awful... so awful..." Calvert's voice continued to echo in her ears, the mist in his eyes growing thicker, as if tears were about to

took a deep breath, as if making some kind

moved down,

but now, she had touched him there. This... was probably a triple jump,

nuzzled into her palm, his eyes involuntarily

She was quite

"So...so good, I

touch me more..." Calvert pleaded, the burning heat in his body seemed to lessen a lot at

he didn't want to wake up

she help him like this,

physical desires, Calvert suddenly shivered. His previously hazy thoughts gradually became clear, and the

are you

well? Why has your face

shivered, his eyes still tightly