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

answer, “Ernest was worried about me, so he insisted on carrying me down. I’m completely

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she

then, they heard

took a few steps back to maintain his

a fist-sized red print appeared. Blood oozed from the corner

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how dare

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

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

resolve it by themselves?

never fought back and Stanford would hit him all the

it to

grip and stood

warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers

letting Stanford drag him without fighting back at all or any intention

last night. It was the fact, so he

pissed off

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

not, but why does my sister have to be your antidote? Why do

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

on the scene who didn’t know about it

expression changed dramatically. She couldn’t help shaking, and

both physically and mentally. What Stanford said was

she muttered with a trembling voice as if all her mind had been broken

in and she

had done last night so it led to such a

it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

was the real daggers,

felt that his

were separated for three days by accident,

had increase Ernest’s death

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

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