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?”

bushed face. Her eyes twinkled in

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

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if she watched

then, they heard a

suddenly took a few steps back to

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

He was hit.

sorry for him, Florence widened her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser, how dare you

spoke, Florence wanted to bounce up from the

between the men. Please

it by themselves?

Ernest never fought back and Stanford would

allow it to

free from Phoebe’s grip and stood up. Then she saw

I warned you yesterday not to lay

him without fighting back at all or any

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

acquiescence pissed off Stanford,

once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once

die or not, but why does my sister have to

before

people on the

changed dramatically. She couldn’t help shaking, and

last night had already made her exhausted both physically and mentally. What Stanford said was like the last straw that

possible?” she muttered with a trembling voice as if all her

and

saw black, wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had

Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

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

felt that his daughter was definitely

Florence and Ernest were separated for three

increase Ernest’s death

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

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