My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

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

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

Phoebe was speechless.

felt as if she watched

then, they heard

who was standing beside Florence, suddenly took a

fair face, a fist-sized red print appeared. Blood oozed from the corner of his

He was hit.

so sorry for him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser,

bounce up from the sofa. Phoebe, however, hurriedly pulled

whispered, “Florence, it’s the matter between the men.

resolve it by themselves?

be that Ernest never fought back and Stanford would hit

allow it to

grip and stood up. Then she saw

Hawkins, I warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you just ignore my

thin lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him

to Florence last night. It was the fact, so he

silent acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who got

and roared in anger, “You 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

why does my sister have to be your antidote?

before getting married,

on the scene who didn’t know about

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

and mentally. What Stanford

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

was involved in and she

black, wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had

it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

gaze was the real daggers, he had already cut Ernest into

his daughter was definitely

and Ernest were separated for three days by accident, probably

had increase Ernest’s death possibility before finding the

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