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 eyes twinkled

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

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she

then, they heard a

suddenly took

fair face, a fist-sized red print appeared. Blood

He was hit.

sorry for him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled,

up from

between the men. Please let them resolve

it by themselves?

Ernest never fought back and

wouldn’t allow it to

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

“Ernest Hawkins, I warned you yesterday not to

drag him without fighting back at all or

night. It was the fact, so he didn’t

acquiescence pissed off Stanford,

Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not, your disease will break

not, but why does my sister

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

words, all people on the scene who didn’t know about it

but now her expression changed dramatically. She couldn’t help shaking,

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

with a trembling voice as if all her mind had been

and she would become

wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night so it led to such a miserable

hearing it, Alexander also looked

his gaze was the real daggers, he had already cut Ernest

felt that his daughter was

and Ernest were separated for three days by accident, probably Ernest would

death possibility before

able to find all the herbs and come back.

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