My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

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?”

her head with a bushed

“Ernest was worried about me, so he insisted on carrying me down.

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she watched them

heard a loud

Florence, suddenly took a few steps back to

print appeared. Blood oozed from

He was hit.

eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how

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

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

resolve it by themselves?

back and Stanford would hit him all

wouldn’t allow it to

frowned deeply and wanted to break free from Phoebe’s grip and stood up. Then she saw Stanford grab Ernest’s collar and approach

to lay your fingers on Flory. Did

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

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

pissed off Stanford, who got

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 or not, but why does my sister

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

all people on the scene

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

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

trembling voice as

was involved in and she would become the

had done last night so it led to such a miserable

Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

daggers, he had already

felt that his daughter was definitely

Ernest were separated for three days

Ernest’s death possibility before finding the

would be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right now, he even couldn’t believe that he would come