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 eyes

was worried about me, so he insisted on

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she watched them

heard

Florence, suddenly took a

a fist-sized red print appeared. Blood

He was hit.

him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how dare you hit

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

“Florence, it’s the matter between the men. Please let them resolve it by

it by

be that Ernest never fought back and Stanford

it to happen at

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

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

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

last night. It was the

silent acquiescence pissed off Stanford,

know once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not, your disease will break out. If you

but why does my sister have to

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

the scene

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

exhausted both physically and mentally.

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

involved in and she would

kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night so it

hearing it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

the real daggers, he had already cut

felt that his daughter

for three days by accident,

had increase Ernest’s death possibility before finding the

all the herbs and

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