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?”

a bushed face. Her eyes twinkled in

about me, so he insisted

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if

they heard a loud

standing beside Florence, suddenly took a few steps

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

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how

to bounce up from the sofa. Phoebe,

the matter between the

them resolve it by themselves?

that Ernest never fought back and Stanford would hit him

allow it to

break free from Phoebe’s grip and stood up. Then

I warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you just ignore my

him without

was the fact, so

silent acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who got

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

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

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

Stanford’s words, all people on the scene who

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

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

she muttered with a trembling voice as if all

was involved in and she would become the

thing she had

also looked

the real daggers, he had

that his

Ernest were separated for three days by accident,

Ernest’s death

be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right now, he even couldn’t believe

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