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

to answer, “Ernest was worried about me, so he insisted on carrying me down. I’m

Phoebe was speechless.

felt as if

heard

Florence, suddenly took a few steps back to maintain his

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

He was hit.

eyes and yelled, “Stanford

she spoke, Florence wanted to bounce up from the sofa. Phoebe, however,

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

them resolve it by themselves?

would be that Ernest never fought back and

wouldn’t allow it to happen at

deeply and wanted to break free from Phoebe’s grip and stood up.

fiercely, “Ernest Hawkins, I warned you yesterday not to lay

thin lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him

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

acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who got

Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do it

if you will die or not, but why does my

in Stanford’s opinion, before getting married, once making love became the antidote,

the scene

expression changed dramatically. She couldn’t help shaking, and

and mentally. What

muttered with a trembling voice as

was involved in and she

thing she had done last night so it led to

also looked annoyed, gazing

his gaze was the real daggers,

that his

for three days by

increase Ernest’s death possibility

confidence that Ernest would be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right now, he

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