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?”

a bushed face. Her eyes

me, so he insisted on carrying me down. I’m completely

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if she watched

then, they heard a loud

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

print appeared. Blood oozed

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how dare you

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

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

them resolve it

never fought back and Stanford would hit

allow it to

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

I warned you yesterday not to lay

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

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

silent acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who got more

roared in anger, “You bastard! Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once every

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

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

the

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

exhausted both physically and mentally. What Stanford said was like the last straw that killed

it be possible?” she muttered with a trembling voice as

in and she would become the

kind of ridiculous thing she had done

Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

daggers, he had already cut Ernest

his daughter

Florence and Ernest were separated for three

death possibility

herbs and come back.