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?”

her head with a bushed face.

worried about me, so he

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she watched them do

then, they heard a loud

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

his fair face, a fist-sized red print appeared.

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled,

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

between the men. Please let them

it by

that Ernest never fought back and Stanford would hit

allow it to happen at

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

yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you just ignore my

tightly, letting Stanford drag him without fighting back at

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

off Stanford, who got more

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

die or not, but why does my sister have to

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

on the scene who didn’t

She couldn’t help shaking, and her eyes were full of surprise

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

she muttered with a trembling voice as

involved in and she would become

black, wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had

looked annoyed,

his gaze was the real daggers, he had already

his daughter was

were separated for three days by accident, probably

Ernest’s death

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

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