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?”

bushed

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

Phoebe was speechless.

as if

they heard a

standing beside Florence, suddenly took a few steps back

a fist-sized red print appeared. Blood oozed

He was hit.

widened her eyes and

from the sofa. Phoebe, however, hurriedly pulled her to

the men.

resolve it

be that Ernest never fought back and Stanford would hit him all the

wouldn’t allow it to

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

warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory.

pressed his thin lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him

was the fact, so

acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who got more

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

does my sister have to be your antidote? Why do you have to

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

the scene

now her expression changed dramatically. She couldn’t

both physically and mentally. What Stanford said was like the last straw that killed the

she muttered with a trembling voice as if all her mind had

in and she would become the

black, wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night so it

looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

the real daggers, he had already cut Ernest

that his daughter

and Ernest were separated for three days by

Ernest’s death possibility before finding the

the herbs and come back. Right

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