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?!"

in annoyance, the cups in her

to death by the cobra in her own room. How

awake the whole night, just in expectation of the good news that Florence

felt a quiver

leave. Who knows she told Ernest at once? Then Ernest beat me up

he was tortured, and then continued, "He, he said Florence was his girl and anyone who hurt her was his enemy and he

just a warning, but a

not just said to

he would kill whoever hurt Florence, at

sat back to where she had been sitting, with a stiff pose. Her

feeling that Ernest was not

he would never let her off if she

"What's wrong, your highness?"

trembling hands,

stared at the front, her eyes full of

her own will and anyone she wanted to kill would definitely

the moment she had decided to

she kind of changed

the man she wanted even though she killed Florence? Or would she

know when she fell asleep

been sleeping at the

was getting brighter

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

the keyboard, keeping

were bloodshot and got

he stay up all

it, Florence came up to hold his

turned his head

wake you?"

was low and

the typical consequence of staying

Florence held

his head, Ernest gave her a charming

"No."

it was