His voice was so weak that she couldn’t refuse.
Florence felt heartbroken, so she squatted down hurriedly. Then she put her arm around his neck and hugged him.
Her eyes were red, and her vision blurred.
Florence sobbed, “Ernest, what is going on? Don’t scare me.”
“I…”
Ernest opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse and low, almost inaudible.
He felt dizzy, and he slowly moved his arm up and rested it on Florence’s.
Touching her arm, he gradually began to regain consciousness.
This touch was very familiar to Florence, and she could not refuse it.
“Florence…”
His voice became lower, as if on fire.
He lay sideways in her arms, and his palm touched her delicate face from bottom to top.
“I want you.”
The desire was strong.
Florence suddenly stiffened and stopped crying.
What?
What did she hear?
At this time, how could Ernest still…? How could he still think about that?
Florence refused sternly, “No, I need to call Collin… Um!”
Before she finished speaking, Ernest kissed her.
Florence was stunned.
So, was he fine now?
What exactly was going on?
Before Florence could make sense of the situation, she devoured in the storm.
Florence did not know how long it took. She just wished that she could close her eyes and faint.
But she didn’t dare.
She forced herself to open her fatigued eyes and looked at the man lying beside her with concern, “Ernest, how are you feeling?”
He had been drained of energy in the hot spring and his face was as pale as a ghost.
However, he suddenly regained all his strength when he was out of water. This was really strange.
Florence was worried sick.
“I’m very well.”
Ernest stretched his arms and snuggled Florence in his embrace. Then he smiled, “I feel so refreshed for the first time in so long.”
It was like the purging all the toxins accumulated in his body for a long time.
Although the sudden weakness and loss of control were strange, Ernest could feel that it was a blessing in disguise.
Florence was even more bewildered and she stared fixedly at Ernest.
She saw that he was really refreshed and satisfied after the sex with her.
His face was now glowing with good health, unlike the paleness before.
But it was too uncanny earlier and Florence still felt uneasy.
She tried her best to sit up and said seriously to Ernest,
“Let’s go out to Collin now and let him do a checkup for you.”
Florence was afraid that Ernest would refuse, so she added sternly, “You must do that! I’ll be with you.”
Ernest smiled in resignation, “Okay.”
Without delay, she immediately grabbed the clothes that had been ripped off and thrown on the side. She got dressed despite her sore fingers.
At this time, Ernest grabbed her delicate hands.
“I’ll do it.”
Ernest took the clothes from Florence and helped her get dressed.
Florence blushed and protested, “No, thank you. I’ll do it myself.”
“I took them off, so I should put them back on.”
Without giving Florence a chance to protest, Ernest helped Florence get dressed. Then he buttoned her shirt with his slender fingers. Florence looked at him dreamily. He was very meticulous. Everything was as beautiful as a picture.
This seemed to be the first time that he helped her put her clothes on.
Florence blushed, and she felt a little nervous and excited.
She didn’t realize that she and Ernest had become so close. They were like husband and wife.
Husband and wife?
Florence’s heart skipped a beat at these words. She was still a little apprehensive by what happened just now. The reason why she came was to tell Ernest about wedding preparation, but the mishap occurred before she could say that.
Now…
His health and safety should be top priority. They could discuss the wedding after Collin had done a physical examination for him.
While being caught in her thoughts, Florence realized that Ernest had finished dressing her. He was fast, as if he was dressing himself.
He looked very handsome in an ironed suit that accentuated his good physique.
He was completely different from the man her was earlier.
Florence held her forehead and sighed: the apparel oft proclaims the man.
“Let’s go.”
Florence got up quickly and ready to go.
Florence could not set her mind at ease if Ernest did not have a comprehensive check-up, even though he looked fine.
When Ernest was about to leave, he suddenly saw the Yelos by the pond. He suddenly stopped.
He said in surprise, “Look at that, Florence.”
“What is that?”
Florence looked towards the direction with confusion and her eyes widened suddenly.
She saw the Yelos, which were still buds before, were now in full bloom with crimson petals.
In the center of the flower, there was a protruding tube with a dark red fruit the size of a thumb.
The fruit looked tempting; it could be sweet and delicious.
“Is this… the Yelo fruit?”
Florence’s excited voice quavered.
She had seen this in the information Collin provided. Yelo looked like this in full bloom. The fruit was dark red colored, only the size of a thumb, very beautiful.
Originally, she thought that it would take a while for the Yelos to bloom and bear fruits even if Ernest soaked in the hot spring for three days.
However, they didn’t expect it to be so quick.
“Yes, can we pluck it?”
Florence’s eyes flickered vigorously and her body tensed up in anticipation.