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

about me, so he insisted on carrying me down. I’m completely

Phoebe was speechless.

if she watched

they heard a

suddenly took a few

print appeared. Blood oozed from

He was hit.

Florence widened her eyes and yelled,

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

the matter between the

it

back and Stanford would

wouldn’t allow it to

break free from Phoebe’s grip and stood

to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you

drag him without fighting back at all

to Florence last night. It was the fact,

acquiescence pissed off Stanford,

you must do it once every three days... If not, your disease will break out.

not, but why does my sister have

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

Stanford’s words, all people on the scene who didn’t

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

had already made her exhausted both physically and mentally. What Stanford said was

it be possible?” she muttered with a trembling voice as if all her mind had been

Florence was involved in and she would become the

ridiculous thing she had done last

hearing it, Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

real daggers, he had

that his daughter was definitely

Florence and Ernest were separated for three days

Ernest’s death

had no confidence that Ernest would be able to find all the herbs and come

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