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?”

head with a bushed face. Her eyes twinkled in

so

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if she watched them

they heard a loud

suddenly took a few steps back

fist-sized red print appeared. Blood

He was hit.

Florence widened her eyes and

up from the

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

resolve it

back and Stanford would hit him all

wouldn’t allow it to

grip and stood up. Then she saw Stanford grab Ernest’s

“Ernest Hawkins, I warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers

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

night. It was the

off Stanford, who got

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

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

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

Stanford’s words, all people on the scene who didn’t

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

and mentally. What Stanford said

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

was involved in and she would become the

ridiculous thing she had done last night so it

hearing it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing

gaze was the real daggers,

that his daughter

Florence and Ernest were separated for three days

increase Ernest’s death possibility before finding the

and come

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