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. Her eyes

whispered to answer, “Ernest was worried about me, so he insisted on carrying me down. I’m

Phoebe was speechless.

if she

heard a loud

beside Florence, suddenly took a

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

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford

up from the

between the men. Please let them

them resolve it by themselves?

would be that Ernest never fought back and Stanford would

allow it to

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

yesterday not to lay

tightly, letting Stanford drag him

night. It was the fact, so

off Stanford, who got

sex with Flory, you must do

but why does my

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

on the scene who didn’t know

She couldn’t

physically and mentally. What Stanford said was like the last straw that

possible?” she muttered with a trembling voice

involved in and she would become

kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night so

Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing

his gaze was the real daggers, he had already

felt that his daughter

three days by

Ernest’s death possibility before

all the herbs and come back. Right now, he even

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