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.

and sleep with me?" Ernest

her face

mean it that

but Ernest's long and neat fingers fell onto her lips before she opened

"Don't rush, I'll satisfy your needs

play, drink

she could turn into an ostrich

Ernest lightly and

it could jump out any

said last time that he would make her truly

do it when he recovered…

much only by thinking about it, her body temperature was rising.

looking at her

then followed her

Stanford arrived

over and was stunned to see a temple in

asked, "Are you sure Phoebe is

Ernest, Ms. Jenkins is here. And according to

for quite some time in a

grip on his

lady such

he entered the

say to Phoebe? How could he make it sounded natural? Overlooked her bald head and act like nothing and offered to

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

and ideas appeared in Stanford mind, none satisfied him.

come out with a proper way to break the ice with

on a pad the moment he stepped

all four on the floor with her back facing him. It was hard to

stood and stared at

and was no different from the

She did…

knives stabbed through his

her, Stanford began to wonder if he wasn’t too mean

He did wrong?

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