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.

I feel so awful... so awful..." Calvert's voice continued to echo in her ears, the mist in his eyes growing

making some kind of resolution, "Alright, I'll help

moved down, touching his

kiss yet, but now, she had touched him there.

eyes involuntarily closing, a soft hum escaping

She

"So...so good, I

his body seemed to

comfortable that he didn't want

dreams would she help him like this, their bodies

his physical desires, Calvert suddenly shivered. His previously hazy

you saying, this

Why has your face suddenly turned so pale?" Harley's

tightly