My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 657: Never Apart

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?”

her head with a bushed face. Her eyes

answer, “Ernest was worried about me, so he insisted on carrying

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if she watched

heard a loud

was standing beside Florence, suddenly took a few steps back to maintain his

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

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford

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

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

it by themselves?

that Ernest never fought back

wouldn’t allow it

to break free from Phoebe’s grip and stood up.

not to lay your fingers on

Stanford drag him without fighting back

Florence last night. It was the

off Stanford, who got more

have sex with Flory, you must do it once every three

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

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

all people on the scene

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

both physically and mentally. What Stanford said was like the

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

in and she would become

wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had done

also looked annoyed, gazing at

gaze was the real daggers, he had already cut Ernest

that his

Ernest were separated for three days by accident,

death possibility before

and come back. Right now, he

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