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?”

shook her head with a bushed

about me, so he

Phoebe was speechless.

felt as if she watched

heard a

suddenly took a

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

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how

up from the sofa. Phoebe,

between the men.

resolve it

that Ernest never fought back and Stanford would

allow it

grip and stood up. Then she saw Stanford grab Ernest’s collar and approach him

not to

him without fighting back at

Florence last night. It was the fact, so he

silent acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who

Ernest’s neck and roared in anger, “You bastard! 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 die, your

will die or not, but why does my

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

hearing Stanford’s words, all people on the scene who didn’t know about it

couldn’t help

last night had already made her exhausted both physically and mentally. What Stanford

it be possible?” she muttered with a trembling voice as if

in and she would become the

had done last night so it led to

it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at

was the real daggers, he had already cut Ernest

felt that his daughter was definitely

Ernest were separated for three days by accident, probably Ernest would

had increase Ernest’s death possibility before finding

to find all the herbs and come back. Right now, he even couldn’t

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