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

me, so he insisted on carrying me down. I’m

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she watched

then, they heard

was standing beside Florence, suddenly took a few steps back to

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

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford

spoke, Florence wanted to bounce up from the sofa. Phoebe, however, hurriedly

the matter between the men. Please let them resolve it by

it by themselves?

back and

it to happen at

stood up. Then she saw

fiercely, “Ernest Hawkins, I warned you yesterday not to

letting Stanford drag him without fighting back at all or any

Florence last night. It was the fact, so he didn’t think he

acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who got

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

why does my sister have to be your antidote? Why

normal for the love birds to make love. However, in Stanford’s opinion, before getting married, once

all people on the scene who didn’t know about it

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

had happened last night had already made her exhausted both physically and mentally.

a trembling voice as

in and she would

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

also looked annoyed, gazing

real daggers, he had already cut Ernest into

that his daughter

three days by accident, probably Ernest

increase Ernest’s death possibility

able to find all the herbs and come back. Right

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