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?”

with a bushed face. Her eyes

whispered to answer, “Ernest was worried about me, so he insisted on

Phoebe was speechless.

if

they heard a

beside Florence, suddenly took a few steps back to maintain his

a fist-sized red print appeared. Blood oozed

He was hit.

him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled, “Stanford

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

it’s the matter between the men. Please let them resolve it

it by themselves?

back

wouldn’t allow it to

and stood up.

to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you just ignore my

drag him without fighting back at all or any intention

was the fact, so

off Stanford,

bastard! Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do

but why does my

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

all people on the scene

expression 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 the last straw that

it be possible?” she muttered with a trembling voice as

involved in and she would

saw black, wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had done last night so it led to such a

also looked

gaze was the real daggers, he had already

that his daughter was

for three days by

increase Ernest’s death possibility before

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

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