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

answer, “Ernest was worried about me, so

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if she watched them

then, they heard

was standing beside Florence, suddenly took a few

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

He was hit.

her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how dare you hit

wanted to bounce up from

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

them resolve it

would be that Ernest never fought back

wouldn’t allow it to

stood up. Then she saw Stanford grab Ernest’s collar and approach

to

Stanford drag him without fighting back

made love to Florence last night. It was the fact, so

pissed off

with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not,

not, but why does my sister

was normal for the love birds to make love. However, in Stanford’s opinion, before getting married, once making love became

the scene who

She couldn’t help shaking, and her eyes were

her exhausted both physically and mentally. What Stanford said

muttered with a trembling voice as if all

in and she

she had done last night so it

hearing it, Alexander also looked annoyed,

daggers,

felt that his daughter was

Ernest were separated for three days by accident,

had increase Ernest’s death

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

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