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?”

head with a bushed face. Her eyes twinkled in

me, so he insisted on

Phoebe was speechless.

as if

heard a

standing beside Florence, suddenly took a

appeared. Blood oozed from the corner of his

He was hit.

for him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled,

she spoke, Florence wanted to bounce up from the sofa.

it’s the matter between the men.

resolve it

never fought back and Stanford would

wouldn’t allow it to happen

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

to lay your fingers on Flory.

lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him without

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

silent acquiescence pissed off Stanford,

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 will

die or not, but why does my

Stanford’s opinion, before getting married, once making love

people on the

her expression changed dramatically. She couldn’t help shaking, and her

physically and mentally. What Stanford said

muttered with a trembling voice

involved in and she would become

ridiculous thing she had done last night so it led to such a miserable

also looked annoyed,

real daggers, he

felt that his daughter was definitely

three

increase Ernest’s death possibility before finding the

be able to find all the herbs and

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