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

to her almost

However-

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

passionate to

love to her, it would

about his health condition now, so he couldn’t be sure if he would be able to make her happy all

the most perfect life, the happiest

didn’t want there would be any regrets or

able to face it if the defect

and

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

he couldn’t make love

deeply. His thin lips bypassed hers, falling next to

don’t rush. We can do it in the evening.” The result would be

come to a

Florence opened her eyes instantly,

her not

Rush?

so she tried her best to convince

as if she was anxious

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

took several steps and distanced herself

“Who... who is rushing? I... I didn’t do anything, did

realized that her explanation was so lame. She looked

going to grab something to

quickly receding figure completely presented what

escape. He didn’t remind her that there was a

fled away

her. Otherwise,

suppressing

would know the result

needed was to wait. He

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