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?”

with a bushed face. Her eyes twinkled in

answer, “Ernest was worried about me, so

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if she watched them do

then, they heard a

took a few steps back to

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

He was hit.

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

spoke, Florence wanted to bounce up from the sofa. Phoebe, however, hurriedly

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

it by themselves?

would be that Ernest never fought back and Stanford

allow it to happen

free from Phoebe’s grip and stood up. Then she saw Stanford

to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you just ignore

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

It was the fact, so he didn’t think he

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 it once every three days... If not, your disease will break out. If you don’t die, your life

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

love. However, in Stanford’s opinion, before getting married, once

the scene who didn’t know

She couldn’t help shaking, and

and mentally. What Stanford said was like

with a trembling voice

Florence was involved in and she would become

black, wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night

hearing it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing

real daggers, he

that his daughter was

and Ernest were separated for three

death

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