My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

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?”

her head with a bushed face. Her eyes twinkled in

me, so he insisted on carrying me

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if she watched them

heard

beside Florence, suddenly took

appeared. Blood oozed from the corner of his

He was hit.

him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled,

spoke, Florence wanted to bounce up from the sofa. Phoebe, however, hurriedly pulled her

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

resolve it by

Ernest never fought back and Stanford

allow it

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

snapped fiercely, “Ernest Hawkins, I warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you just ignore

him without fighting back at all or any

made love to Florence last night. It was the fact, so he didn’t think he needed

pissed off Stanford, who

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

but why does my sister have to

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

the

couldn’t help shaking, and her eyes were full

made her exhausted both physically and

trembling voice as if all her mind had been broken

and she would become

what kind of ridiculous thing she had

also looked

was the real daggers, he had

that his

three days by accident, probably Ernest

increase Ernest’s death possibility before finding

had no confidence that Ernest would be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right now, he even couldn’t believe that he would come