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.

so he insisted on

Phoebe was speechless.

felt as if she watched

they heard a loud

standing beside Florence, suddenly took a few

print appeared. Blood oozed from

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford

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

the matter between the men. Please let them resolve

it by themselves?

never fought back

wouldn’t allow it to

free from Phoebe’s grip and stood up.

to lay your

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

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

pissed off Stanford, who got more

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

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

normal for the love birds to make love. However, in Stanford’s opinion, before getting married,

the scene who didn’t know about

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

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

a trembling voice as if all her

was involved in and she

what kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night so

hearing it, Alexander also looked

his gaze was the real daggers, he had already cut Ernest

his

separated for three days by accident,

increase Ernest’s death possibility before

no confidence that Ernest would be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right now, he even couldn’t believe that he would come

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