My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

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?”

shook her head with a bushed

so he insisted on carrying me down. I’m

Phoebe was speechless.

if she watched them

they heard a loud

standing beside Florence, suddenly took a few steps back to maintain his

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

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford

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

matter between the men.

them resolve it by

that Ernest never fought back and Stanford

wouldn’t allow it to happen at

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

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

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

It was the fact,

silent acquiescence pissed off

have sex with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not, your disease will break out. If you don’t die, your life will be

but why does my sister have

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

on the scene

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

her exhausted both physically and mentally.

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

Florence was involved in and she

thing she had done last night so

hearing it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing

gaze was the real daggers,

his daughter was

and Ernest were separated for three days by accident, probably Ernest

increase Ernest’s death possibility before finding

and come back. Right now, he even couldn’t