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 face.

was worried about me, so

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if she watched

heard a

standing beside Florence, suddenly took a few

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

He was hit.

for him, Florence widened her eyes and

she spoke, Florence wanted to bounce up from the

between the men. Please let them resolve it by

them resolve it

never fought back and Stanford

it to

stood up. Then she saw Stanford grab Ernest’s

to

thin lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him without fighting back at all or any intention

love to Florence last night. It was the fact, so

acquiescence pissed off Stanford,

sex with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not, your disease

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

love birds to make love. However, in Stanford’s opinion, before getting married, once making love

words, all people on the scene who

but now her expression changed dramatically. She couldn’t help shaking,

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

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

in and she would

she had done last night so it led

also looked annoyed, gazing

real daggers, he

that his

were separated for three

increase Ernest’s death possibility before finding

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

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