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 face. Her eyes

to answer, “Ernest was worried about me, so he insisted on carrying me down. I’m completely

Phoebe was speechless.

felt as if she watched them do

then, they heard a loud

was standing beside Florence, suddenly took a few steps back to maintain

fist-sized red print appeared. Blood oozed from the corner

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how dare

wanted to bounce up from the sofa. Phoebe, however, hurriedly pulled

matter between the men. Please let them resolve

resolve it by themselves?

Ernest never fought back and Stanford would hit him all the

wouldn’t allow it

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

“Ernest Hawkins, I warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you just ignore my

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

last night. It was the fact, so he didn’t think he

silent acquiescence pissed off

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 life

care if you will die or not, but why does my sister

love birds to make love. However, in Stanford’s opinion, before getting married,

on the scene who didn’t know

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

last night had already made her exhausted both physically and mentally. What

could it be possible?” she muttered with a trembling voice as if all her mind had

and she would become the

what kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night

it, Alexander also looked annoyed,

his gaze was the real daggers,

that his

three days by

increase Ernest’s death possibility

would be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right now, he