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. Her

to answer, “Ernest was worried about me, so he insisted on carrying me down. I’m completely

Phoebe was speechless.

if she

they heard a loud

was standing beside Florence, suddenly took a few

fist-sized red print appeared.

He was hit.

widened her eyes

Florence wanted to bounce up from the

the matter between the men. Please let them resolve it by

it by

that Ernest never fought back and Stanford would hit him

allow it to happen

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

to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you

lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him without fighting back

made love to Florence last night. It was the fact, so he didn’t think

acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who

“You bastard! Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not, your disease will break

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

before getting married, once making love became the antidote, Florence

words, all people on the scene who didn’t know about

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

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

it be possible?” she muttered with a trembling voice as if all her mind had been

and

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

looked annoyed, gazing at

real daggers, he had already

that his daughter was

Ernest were separated for three days

death possibility before finding

herbs and

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