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

about me, so he insisted on carrying me

Phoebe was speechless.

as if

then, they heard a loud

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

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

He was hit.

sorry for him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled, “Stanford

up from the sofa. Phoebe, however, hurriedly pulled

between the men. Please let them resolve it

resolve it by themselves?

be that Ernest never fought back

wouldn’t allow it to happen

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

not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you just

thin lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him

was the fact, so he

pissed off

bastard! Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not, your disease will break

does my sister have to be your antidote? Why do you have

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

words, all people on the scene

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

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

she muttered with a trembling

involved in and she would

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

looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

real daggers, he had already

his

were separated for three days

death possibility before finding

and come back. Right now, he even couldn’t believe that

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