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 hand

by the cobra in her own room. How could it fail?" She looked quite

in expectation of the good news that

felt a quiver of panic

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

then continued, "He, he said Florence

a warning,

it was not just said to the

that he would kill whoever hurt

and she sat back to where she had been sitting, with

feeling that Ernest was not to

a princess, he would never let her off if she killed

"What's wrong, your highness?"

complexion and trembling hands,

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

any person at her own will and anyone she wanted to kill would

to kill Florence, Florence was dead meat to

now, she kind

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

up, she couldn't feel her arms. She didn't know when she fell asleep last night and how long had she

at the table for

was getting brighter and

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

typing on the keyboard, keeping the

beautiful eyes were bloodshot and

he stay

up to hold his fingers and stopped his

turned his head

I wake you?" he

was

was the typical consequence of

you tired?" Florence held his hand

gave her a

"No."

knew it was