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?!"

the cups in her

notice and suspect it that she was bitten to death by the cobra in

the whole night, just in expectation of the

man felt a quiver of panic and

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

the thought of the scene that he was tortured, and then continued, "He, he said Florence was his girl and anyone who

just a warning, but a

was not just said to

would kill whoever hurt Florence, at any

sat back to where she had been sitting, with a

was not to

that she was a princess, he would never let her off if

"What's wrong, your highness?"

complexion and trembling hands, a maid

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

own will and anyone she wanted to kill would

the moment she had decided to kill Florence, Florence was dead meat

kind

she really get the man she wanted even though she killed Florence? Or

feel her arms. She didn't know when she fell asleep last night and how

has been sleeping at the table for a

brighter

moved her arms to release the numbness. Upon looking up,

was still typing on the keyboard, keeping the same position and action as last

were bloodshot and got

stay up all

thought of it, Florence came up to hold his fingers and stopped his typing to show

his head and gave her an affectionate

wake you?"

was

was the typical consequence of

tired?" Florence

gave her a

"No."

it was nothing but a