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?”

with a bushed face. Her eyes twinkled

“Ernest was worried about me, so he

Phoebe was speechless.

as if

they heard

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

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

He was hit.

Florence widened her eyes

wanted to bounce up from

between the

them resolve it

that Ernest never fought back

it

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

I warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers

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

last night. It was the fact,

acquiescence pissed off Stanford, who got more

bastard! Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once every

or not, but why does my sister have to

birds to make love. However, in Stanford’s opinion, before getting married, once making love became the antidote, Florence

all people on the scene who

pale earlier, but now her expression changed dramatically. She couldn’t help

physically and mentally. What Stanford said was like the last

trembling voice as if all her mind had been broken

was involved in and she

ridiculous thing she had done last night so it led

also looked

was the real daggers, he had already cut Ernest into

that his daughter was definitely

were separated for three days by accident, probably Ernest

Ernest’s death possibility before finding

would be able to find all the herbs and come back. Right

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