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

so he insisted

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if she watched them do

they heard a loud

was standing beside Florence, suddenly took a few steps back to

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

He was hit.

for him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how

bounce up from the sofa. Phoebe, however, hurriedly pulled her

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

it

never fought back and Stanford would hit him all the

wouldn’t allow it

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

yesterday not to lay your fingers

his thin lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him without fighting back

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

off

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

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

was normal for the love birds to make love. However, in Stanford’s opinion, before getting married, once making love became the antidote, Florence had suffered a

on the scene who didn’t know about

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

had already made her exhausted both physically and

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

Florence was involved in and

had

hearing it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing

daggers, he had already

that his daughter was definitely

three days

Ernest’s death possibility before finding

all the herbs and come back. Right now, he

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