My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

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

whispered to answer, “Ernest was worried about me, so he insisted on carrying me down. I’m completely

Phoebe was speechless.

she felt as if

they heard a

was standing beside Florence, suddenly took

red print appeared. Blood oozed from the corner of

He was hit.

widened her eyes and yelled, “Stanford Fraser,

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

the matter between the men. Please

it by themselves?

that Ernest never fought back and Stanford would hit him all the

it to happen

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

Hawkins, I warned you yesterday not to lay your fingers on Flory. Did you

thin lips tightly, letting Stanford drag him without fighting back at all or any intention to

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

pissed off Stanford, who

Ernest’s neck and roared in anger, “You bastard! Do you know once you have sex with Flory, you must do it once every three days... If not, your disease will

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

before getting

on the

her expression changed dramatically. She couldn’t help shaking, and her eyes were

made her exhausted both physically and mentally. What

could it be possible?” she muttered with a trembling voice as if

was involved in and she would become

saw black, wondering what kind of ridiculous thing she had done

Alexander also looked annoyed, gazing at Ernest

real daggers, he had already cut Ernest into

his daughter was

three days by accident, probably Ernest would

increase Ernest’s death possibility before finding the

and come back. Right