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.

her again, almost failing to suppress

of making love to her

However-

Florence’s lips, Ernest suddenly froze all his movements, unable to progress it

from passionate to solemn. He was

he wanted to make love to her,

now, so he couldn’t be sure if he would be able to make her happy all her life

the most perfect life, the happiest life, as well as the

be any regrets

it if the defect in her life was

quite depressed, and

cold water that was poured above his head, putting out

now, he couldn’t make love to

deeply. His thin lips bypassed hers, falling next to her

in her ear, “Florence, don’t rush. We can do it in the evening.”

come to

her eyes instantly, her face becoming extremely

her

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

she was

so annoyed and shy that she wished to bury herself in a hole on the ground. Immediately, she pushed Ernest away and stood

steps and distanced herself

stammered, “Who... who is rushing? I... I

she realized that her explanation was so lame. She looked away directly, turned around, and walked out of

thirsty. I’m going to grab

quickly receding figure completely presented what was

didn’t remind her that

she fled away because she

her. Otherwise, she would

clenched his fists tightly, suppressing

they would know the result from

to wait. He needed to wait a bit

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