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?”

bushed face.

answer, “Ernest was worried about me, so he

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she

heard

Florence, suddenly took a few

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

He was hit.

her eyes

spoke, Florence wanted to bounce up from the

“Florence, it’s the matter between the

it by

that Ernest never fought back and Stanford would hit him all

wouldn’t allow it to

grip and stood

to lay

thin lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him without fighting back

made love to Florence last night. It was

off Stanford, who got

Ernest’s neck and roared in anger, “You bastard! Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not, your disease will break

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

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

Stanford’s words, all people on the scene who didn’t

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

physically and mentally.

a trembling

in and she

saw black, wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night so it led

it, Alexander also looked

his gaze was the real daggers,

that his daughter was definitely

were separated for three days by

had increase Ernest’s death possibility

and come back.

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