My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

He had been meant to kill Florence. But now, after tortured by Ernest, by no means did he dare to do it.

Despite being painful all over, he managed to rise from the ground and stumble to his lounge.

His lounge was next to Ernest's, so it had been very convenient for him to put the snake there.

He had dug a hole in the wall and put the snake there.

Fortunately, in order to obliterate evidence after everything was done, he had also prepared the things that could draw the snake out of the hole.

Just for a minute, the cobra crawled out of the hole.

He caught it quickly into a bag and breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, Florence hadn't been bitten by it. Otherwise, he would die a thousand times.

As for his task…

He was restless. After handling the snake, he left foreign relations department quietly.

Ernest came back to his office.

He was typing on the keyboard while staring at the screen of his computer, as if he had filtered out anything.

In fact, he knew well about what the man was doing.

He was watching him, with his lips compressed coldly.

The man stumbled by leaning against the wall and sneaked to the yard of Princess Samantha.

After the guards at the gate of the yard announced his arrival to the princess, he was allowed entry.

Samantha was still up and was sitting in the hall, neatly dressed. She stared at the man with expectation.

"Done?" She asked.

She had been waiting for the good news for a whole night.

The man put the snake bag on the ground and looked hapless.

"Please pardon me, your highness. I didn't make it." He said in a light tone.

"What?!"

annoyance, the

to death by the cobra in her own room. How could it fail?" She

the whole night, just in expectation

man felt a quiver of

had expected her to leave. Who knows she told Ernest at

scene that he was tortured, and then continued, "He, he said

just a warning, but

just said to the

he would kill whoever hurt Florence, at any

she had been sitting, with a

a feeling that Ernest was not to warn this man,

would never let her

"What's wrong, your highness?"

that princess's pale complexion and trembling hands, a maid asked in a

at the front, her eyes full of complicated shock, turning a deaf

any person at her own will and anyone she wanted

had decided to kill Florence,

she kind of changed

even though she killed Florence? Or would she be hated by

know when she

has been sleeping at the table for

brighter

moved her arms to release the numbness. Upon looking up, she saw Ernest a few steps

the keyboard, keeping the same position and action

eyes were bloodshot and

stay up all

it, Florence came up to hold his fingers and stopped his

his head and

I wake you?"

was low and

typical consequence of staying

you tired?" Florence held his hand

head, Ernest gave her

"No."

knew it was