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?”

with a bushed face. Her

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

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she

then, they heard a

took a few

fist-sized red print appeared. Blood oozed

He was hit.

eyes

from the sofa. Phoebe, however, hurriedly

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

them resolve it by themselves?

Ernest never fought back

allow it

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

I warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers

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

made love to Florence last night. It was the fact,

pissed off Stanford,

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

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

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

the scene who

couldn’t help shaking,

already made her exhausted both physically and mentally. What Stanford said was like the last

a trembling voice as if

involved in and she would become the

ridiculous thing she had

Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing

daggers,

felt that his daughter was

Florence and Ernest were separated for three

death possibility before finding

all the herbs and come

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