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?”

a bushed face. Her

about me, so

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she

then, they heard a

beside Florence, suddenly took a few steps back to

red print appeared. Blood oozed from

He was hit.

sorry for him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how dare you

from the sofa. Phoebe, however, hurriedly pulled her to

the matter between the men. Please

it by

back and Stanford would hit him

allow it to happen

Phoebe’s grip and stood up. Then she saw Stanford grab Ernest’s collar and approach him

snapped fiercely, “Ernest Hawkins, I warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did

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

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

silent acquiescence pissed off

Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not, your disease will break out. If you don’t die, your

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

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

people on the scene

changed dramatically. She couldn’t help shaking,

night had already made her exhausted both physically and

with a trembling voice as

was involved in and she would

she had done last night so it led to such a

also looked

gaze was the real daggers, he had already

felt that his

separated for three

had increase Ernest’s death possibility before

the herbs and come back. Right now, he even couldn’t believe that he would come back

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