My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 657: Never Apart

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

worried about me, so he insisted on carrying me down.

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she watched

heard

beside Florence, suddenly took

face, a fist-sized red print appeared. Blood

He was hit.

eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how dare you

from the sofa. Phoebe,

matter between the

it

fought back and Stanford would

wouldn’t allow it to happen at

and stood up. Then she

yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did

thin lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him

night. It was the fact, so he didn’t

acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who

and roared in anger, “You bastard! Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once every

you will die or not, but why does my sister have to be your antidote? Why

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

all people on the

She couldn’t help shaking, and her eyes

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

with a trembling

involved in and she would become

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

looked annoyed, gazing

daggers, he had already

his daughter was definitely

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

death possibility before

to find all the herbs and come back. Right now,

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