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 eyes

was worried about me, so he

Phoebe was speechless.

felt as if she watched

they heard

was standing beside Florence, suddenly took a few steps

red print appeared. Blood oozed from the corner

He was hit.

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

from the

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

it by

would be that Ernest never fought back and Stanford

allow it to

stood up. Then she saw Stanford grab Ernest’s

not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you just

pressed his thin lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him

to Florence last night. It was

off Stanford, who

anger, “You bastard! Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not,

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

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

hearing Stanford’s words, all people on the scene

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

her exhausted both physically and mentally. What Stanford

muttered with a trembling voice as

was involved in and she would

wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had done last

it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

gaze was the real daggers, he had

his

three days by

increase Ernest’s death

able to find all the herbs and come back. Right

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