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?”

head with a bushed

was worried about me, so he insisted on carrying

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if she watched them do

they heard a loud

standing beside Florence, suddenly took a

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

He was hit.

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

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

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

resolve it

never fought back and Stanford would hit him

allow it to

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

not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did

tightly, letting Stanford drag him without

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

acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who got more

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

my sister have to be

to make love. However, in Stanford’s opinion, before getting married, once making love

the

changed dramatically. She couldn’t help shaking, and her eyes were full of surprise

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

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

was involved in and she

of ridiculous thing she had

hearing it, Alexander also looked

his gaze was the real daggers,

that his daughter was

Ernest were separated for three days by accident, probably Ernest would

increase Ernest’s death

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