So he had everything planned, on behalf of them.

He calculated even Stanford’s romantic relationship, he was…

It was a blessed that he was her man, not an enemy.

“Well…” Florence thought and asked, “How could you be sure that my brother likes Phoebe? What if he doesn’t?”

A sudden thought came to Florence, perhaps they had it planned for Stanford to fall in love with Phoebe when he first pretending to be Clarence.

The best way to be forgiven for his action pretending to be Clarence was to get Stanford's lover involved.

Forgave them both.

Ernest stroke Florence's hair, his sight deepened. "I won't take any risk when it comes to you."

He paused and continued, "Even if Stanford doesn't fall for Phoebe, I have another way for them to accept me."

One should always make a backup plan.

His ultimate goal was to be with Florence.

Florence blinked and her heartbeat was racing.

She had never felt this secured and eased.

There was nothing that she needed to worry about being with him, he had everything planned and arranged perfectly.

All she had to do was followed and depended on him, stayed by his side.

She hugged and rested her face on his chest.

"Ernest, I can happily be a lazy bug in the future with you by my side, right? Eat, play, drink and sleep the whole day?" Florence smiled.

An eternal happy and simple life.

Ernest looked at Florence and his sigh deepened.

sleep with me?" Ernest

words left Florence speechless, her face was as red as an

didn't mean it that

and neat fingers fell onto her lips before she opened her

with a seductive tone. "Don't rush, I'll satisfy your needs once I recovered."

play, drink and

embarrassed, she could turn into an ostrich and buried her

Ernest lightly and ran

it could jump out any

soon… and remembering what he said last

would really do it when he

blushed so much only by thinking about

smiled looking at

then followed

later, Stanford arrived

over and was stunned to see a temple in front of

asked, "Are you sure

information from Ernest, Ms. Jenkins

quite some

on his

visualize an active and lively lady such as Phoebe shaved

the temple

it sounded natural? Overlooked her bald head and act like nothing and offered to bring

still alive, and she didn't need to be a nun

appeared in

the entrance but still couldn’t come out with a proper way

saw a petite figure knelt on a pad the

the floor with her back facing him. It was hard

he stood

had all-white clothes on and was no

She did…

stabbed through his heart.

began to wonder if he wasn’t too mean the other at the beach but was completely wrong.

He did wrong?

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