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?”

shook her head with a bushed face. Her eyes twinkled

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

they heard a

beside Florence, suddenly took a few steps back

fair face, a fist-sized red print appeared. Blood oozed from the corner of

He was hit.

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

to bounce up from the sofa.

“Florence, it’s the matter between the

resolve it

back and Stanford would

it

and stood up.

warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did

lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him without fighting back

love to Florence last night. It was the fact,

pissed off

once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If

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

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

all people on the scene who didn’t know

looked pale earlier, but now her expression changed dramatically. She couldn’t

and mentally. What Stanford

possible?” she muttered with a trembling voice as if all her mind

and she would become the

thing she had done

hearing it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

daggers, he had already cut Ernest into

his

Florence and Ernest were separated for three days by

increase Ernest’s death possibility

would be able to find all the herbs and come

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