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.

so he

Phoebe was speechless.

if she watched them do

they heard a

was standing beside Florence, suddenly took a

a fist-sized red print appeared. Blood

He was hit.

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

to bounce up from the sofa. Phoebe, however,

the matter between the men. Please let

them resolve it

that Ernest never fought back and Stanford would hit

it to happen at

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

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

his thin lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him without fighting back

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

pissed off Stanford, who got

you know once you have sex with Flory, you must

not, but why does my sister have to be

love. However, in Stanford’s opinion, before getting

all people on the

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

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

with a trembling

Florence was involved in and she would become the

black, wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night so it

it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

gaze was the real daggers, he

felt that his daughter was

for three days by accident, probably

increase Ernest’s death possibility

no confidence that Ernest would be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right now, he even couldn’t believe that he would come back

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