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.

me, so he insisted on carrying me down.

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if she watched them do

then, they heard a

took a few

red print appeared. Blood

He was hit.

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

to bounce up from

whispered, “Florence, it’s the matter between the men. Please

them resolve it by

back and Stanford would hit

allow it

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

yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you

tightly, letting Stanford drag him without fighting back at

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

acquiescence pissed off Stanford,

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 out. If you don’t die, your life will be

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

However, in Stanford’s opinion, before

the

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

both physically and mentally.

with a trembling voice as if

involved in and she would

kind of ridiculous thing she had done

looked

his gaze was the real daggers, he had already cut

that his daughter was

and Ernest were separated for three days by accident, probably

had increase Ernest’s death possibility before finding

confidence that Ernest would be able to find all the herbs and

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