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

worried about me, so he insisted on carrying

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she watched them

then, they heard a loud

Florence, suddenly took a few

print appeared. Blood oozed from

He was hit.

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

Florence wanted to bounce up from the sofa.

it’s the matter between the

resolve it by themselves?

would be that Ernest never fought back and

it

grip and stood up. Then she saw

to lay your fingers on Flory.

Stanford drag him without fighting back at all

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

silent acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who got more

in anger, “You bastard! Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must

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

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

people on the scene who didn’t

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

had happened last night had already made her exhausted both physically and

with a trembling voice as

and

had done last night

hearing it, Alexander also looked

daggers, he had already

his daughter was definitely

for three

death possibility before finding the

that Ernest would be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right now,

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