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 face. Her eyes twinkled

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

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if she watched

they heard

was standing beside Florence, suddenly took a

face, a fist-sized red print appeared.

He was hit.

him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how dare

from the

matter between the men. Please let them resolve it by

resolve it

fought back and Stanford would hit

it to

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

snapped fiercely, “Ernest Hawkins, I warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory.

Stanford drag him

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

silent acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who

Ernest’s neck and roared in anger, “You bastard! Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do

my sister have to

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

on the scene

couldn’t help shaking, and her eyes were full

had already made her exhausted both physically and mentally. What Stanford said

she muttered with a trembling

was involved in and she would become the

of ridiculous thing she had done

Alexander also looked

his gaze was the real daggers,

his daughter

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

Ernest’s death

be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right now,

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