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. Her eyes twinkled in

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

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she watched

then, they heard a

standing beside Florence, suddenly took a

print appeared. Blood

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how dare you

to bounce up from the sofa. Phoebe, however, hurriedly pulled her to

the men.

it

fought back and Stanford would

allow it to happen at

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

you yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you just ignore

letting Stanford drag him without fighting back at all

It was

pissed off

tightly pinched Ernest’s neck and roared in anger, “You bastard! Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do

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

opinion, before getting married, once making love

words, all people on the scene

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

had happened last night had already made her exhausted both physically and mentally. What Stanford said was like the last straw that

with a trembling voice as if all her mind

was involved in and

kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night

also looked

daggers, he had already cut Ernest

felt that his

Ernest were separated for three days by

death possibility before finding the

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

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