My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 657: Never Apart

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. Her eyes

me, so

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she watched them

they heard a loud

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

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

He was hit.

him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how

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

the men. Please let them resolve it by

them resolve it by themselves?

back and Stanford would hit

wouldn’t allow it

stood up. Then she saw Stanford grab

I warned you yesterday not to

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

was the fact, so he didn’t think

off

must do it once every three days... If not, your disease

why does my sister have to be your antidote? Why do you have to sacrifice

in Stanford’s opinion, before getting married, once making

on the scene who

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

and mentally. What Stanford said was like the last straw that killed the

muttered with a trembling voice

and

she had done last night so it led

hearing it, Alexander also looked

real daggers, he had

that his daughter was

Florence and Ernest were separated for three days by

Ernest’s death

able to find all the herbs and come back. Right now, he even

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