My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

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

worried about me, so he insisted on carrying me

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if

heard a

was standing beside Florence, suddenly took a

fist-sized red print appeared. Blood oozed

He was hit.

for him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how dare you hit

Florence wanted to bounce up from

between the men. Please let them

them resolve it by themselves?

Ernest never fought back and Stanford would hit

it to happen

and stood up. Then she saw Stanford grab Ernest’s

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

lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him without fighting back at all or any intention to

made love to Florence last night. It was the fact, so he didn’t think he needed

silent acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who got

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

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

was normal for the 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

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

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

could it be possible?” she muttered with a trembling voice as if all her mind had been

was involved in and she would

kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night so it led to such a

looked annoyed, gazing

daggers, he had

that his daughter was definitely

Ernest were separated for three days

increase Ernest’s death

able to find all the herbs and come