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?”

shook her head with a bushed face. Her eyes twinkled

was worried about me, so he

Phoebe was speechless.

as if she watched

they heard a

beside Florence, suddenly took

a fist-sized red print appeared. Blood

He was hit.

him, Florence widened her eyes

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

the men.

them resolve it by

never fought back and Stanford would hit him all the

allow it to happen

frowned deeply and wanted to break free from Phoebe’s grip and stood up. Then she saw Stanford grab

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

lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him without fighting back

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

acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who got

once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not, your disease will

you will die or not, but why does my sister have to be your antidote? Why

before getting married, once making love

hearing Stanford’s words, all people 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 said was like the

be possible?” she muttered with a trembling

involved in and

what kind of ridiculous thing she had done last

it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing

his gaze was the real daggers, he had already cut

his

for three days by accident,

had increase Ernest’s death possibility before

confidence that Ernest would be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right now, he even

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