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?”

with a bushed

me, so he insisted on carrying me down. I’m completely

Phoebe was speechless.

felt as if she

heard a

took a few

a fist-sized red print appeared.

He was hit.

Florence widened her eyes and yelled,

up from

the men. Please

them resolve it

Ernest never fought back and Stanford

allow it to

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

Hawkins, I warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you just ignore my

him without fighting back at all or any intention to

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

off Stanford, who

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

my sister have

before getting married, once making love became the antidote, Florence had suffered

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

looked pale earlier, but now her expression changed dramatically. She couldn’t help shaking, and her eyes were full of surprise

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

trembling

and

black, wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night so it led to such a miserable

also looked

his gaze was the real daggers, he had already cut Ernest into

that his

were separated for three days

Ernest’s death possibility before finding

no confidence that Ernest would be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right

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