A gunshot marriage?

That meant making love to her before marrying her.

Florence wondered if they would do it soon...

Feeling so shy, Florence was about to push away Ernest. However, the possibility that Ernest might have lost his birth ability reminded her. Her hands were stiffened.

If Ernest truly had lost his birth ability, he wouldn’t only face the punishment from the Turner family, but also her parents would never agree with her to be with Ernest.

There would be more obstacles between them.

However, if she could be pregnant with Ernest’s baby, all the difficulties between them would become bubbles, which could vanish soon.

In that case, they could have the gunshot marriage smoothly.

That was the most perfect future that Florence could imagine.

While Florence was thinking of that, her struggling hands grabbed Ernest’s gently.

Looking at his handsome face that was so close to her, she blushed, plucked up all her courage, leaned forward, and kissed his thin lips.

Ernest suddenly stiffed. He looked at Florence who changed so abruptly.

Florence’s eyes twinkled. Biting her bottom lip, she closed her eyes.

She was nestling in his arms just like a beautifully blossomed flower that was willing to let Ernest pick up.

Ernest gazed at her. His eyes instantly became quite deep as if they were deep pools.

His breath seemed to be ignited in an instant, becoming heated and heavy as if it would burn them both into ashes.

They were alone in the room, willing to make love to each other.

Everything was just right.

He would pick up this flower.

His suppressed physical desire suddenly boiled to the extreme. The beast that was restrained in his body roared, wanting to eat Florence alive.

got closer to her again, almost failing

of making love to her almost ruined

However-

Ernest suddenly froze all

changed from passionate to solemn. He

to make love to her,

couldn’t be sure if he

world, including the most perfect life,

want there would be any regrets or

able to face it if the defect in her life was caused

depressed, and

like a basin of cold water that was poured above his head, putting

couldn’t make love to

thin lips bypassed hers, falling next

whispered softly in her ear, “Florence, don’t rush. We can do it in the evening.” The result would

come

it, Florence opened her eyes instantly,

asked her not to

Rush?

thought that Ernest wanted to make love to her now, so she tried her best to convince herself and take the initiative to kiss him. Much to her surprise, Ernest asked her not

felt as if she was anxious

that she wished to bury herself in a hole on the ground. Immediately, she pushed

and distanced herself

I... I

so lame. She looked

quite thirsty. I’m going to grab

completely presented

escape. He didn’t remind her that

fled away because

depressed to stop her. Otherwise, she

fists tightly, suppressing the

would know the

He needed to

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study of the

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