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?”

bushed

to answer, “Ernest was worried about me, so he insisted

Phoebe was speechless.

if she watched them do

heard a

suddenly took a

print appeared. Blood oozed from the corner of his

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how dare you

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

whispered, “Florence, it’s the matter between the

it by

never fought back and Stanford would hit

wouldn’t allow it to happen at

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

yesterday not to lay

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

to Florence last night. It was the fact,

pissed off

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

don’t care if you will die or not, but why does my sister have to be your antidote? Why

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

all people on the scene who didn’t know about

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

made her exhausted both physically and mentally.

be possible?” she muttered with a trembling voice as if

was involved in and she would become the

had done last night so

Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at

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

that his daughter

Ernest were separated for three

death

that Ernest would be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right now, he even couldn’t believe that he would come back