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?”

bushed face. Her eyes

worried about me, so he

Phoebe was speechless.

felt as if she watched them do

they heard a

beside Florence, suddenly took

appeared. Blood

He was hit.

him, Florence widened her eyes and

up from the sofa. Phoebe, however, hurriedly

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

them resolve it by

back and Stanford would

it to happen at

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

yesterday not to lay your fingers on

letting Stanford drag him

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

pissed off Stanford, who got more

sex with Flory, you must do it once every three

die or not, but why does my sister have to be your

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

people on the scene who didn’t know about it

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

happened last night had already made her exhausted both physically and

she muttered with a trembling voice as if all

in and she

what kind of ridiculous thing she had

looked annoyed,

the real daggers, he had already cut Ernest into

that his daughter

and Ernest were separated for three days by accident,

Ernest’s death possibility before

find all the herbs and come back.

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