In a surprise, Florence suddenly had a horrible idea in her mind.

Did they stay up all night and waiting in the living room, hoping Ernest and she would come downstairs after having sex?

Florence subconsciously denied it.

It was half-past eleven in the morning.

Seeing that Florence was carried here by Ernest and her face was ruby, Phoebe felt worried for her.

She rushed over and asked anxiously, “Flory, are you all right?”

When she got closer, Florence saw Phoebe’s bloodshot eyes and the dark circles under them.

It confirmed her wild guess just now. They truly hadn’t slept for a whole night, just waiting for her here.

Florence blushed, feeling a sense of guilt.

“I’m fine.”

She immediately shook her head. Then she patted Ernest on his shoulder and hinted. “Please put me down.”

Under so many gazes, she felt quite embarrassed.

Ernest pressed his think lips. Instead of putting her down immediately, he strode over to the sofa and put her down gently on it.

He said in a low voice, “Just sit there. You can’t stand up.”

Florence blushed again.

She dared not to stand up and walk on her own now. Her legs were weakened. Even if she stood up, she would walk quite strangely. Under so many people’s gazes, she didn’t want to make fun of herself at all.

Watching their interaction and looking at Florence’s embarrassed face, Phoebe became more confused and uneasy.

She roughly knew what had happened last night. However, it lasted a whole night and a whole morning, and Florence was carried downstairs. She was truly worried about Florence.

Phoebe followed them to the sofa, sitting next to Florence.

Pulling her hand, Phoebe whispered to ask, “Flory, can you hold on?”

head with a bushed face. Her

was worried about me, so

Phoebe was speechless.

felt as if she

then, they heard

standing beside Florence, suddenly took

face, a fist-sized red print appeared. Blood oozed from the corner

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled,

she spoke, Florence wanted to bounce up from the

“Florence, it’s the matter between the men. Please let them resolve it

them resolve it by themselves?

fought back and Stanford would hit

it to happen

deeply and wanted to break free from Phoebe’s grip and stood up. Then she saw Stanford grab Ernest’s collar and approach him

yesterday not to lay your

his thin lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him without fighting

truly had made love to Florence last night. It was the fact, so

off Stanford,

with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not, your disease will break out. If you don’t die, your

don’t care if you will die or not, but why does my sister have

birds to make love. However, in Stanford’s opinion, before getting married, once making love became the antidote, Florence had suffered a big

Stanford’s words, all people on the

now her expression changed dramatically. She couldn’t

last night had already made her exhausted both physically and mentally. What Stanford said was like the last straw

a trembling voice as if all

Florence was involved in and

thing she had done last night so it led to such a miserable

hearing it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing

daggers, he had already cut Ernest

his daughter was

Ernest were separated for three

increase Ernest’s death

would be able to find all the herbs and come back.

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