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

of making love to her almost ruined his

However-

Ernest suddenly froze all his movements, unable

from passionate to solemn.

to make love to her, it would

be sure if he would be able to make her happy all her

best in the world, including the most perfect life, the

would be any

it if the defect in her life was caused by

depressed, and his

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

he couldn’t make love to

deeply. His thin lips bypassed hers,

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

come to a

eyes instantly, her face

her not

Rush?

so she tried her best to convince herself and

was anxious to do something

a hole on the ground. Immediately, she pushed Ernest

several steps and distanced

I... I didn’t

Ernest’s deep eyes, she realized that her explanation was so lame. She looked away directly, turned around, and walked

thirsty. I’m going to grab something

presented

He didn’t remind her that there was a water cooler in the living

knew that she fled away because she was shy and

Otherwise, she would find

fists tightly, suppressing the chaotic feelings

know

wait. He needed to wait

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