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

bitten to death by the

the whole night, just in expectation of the good

man felt a quiver of panic and

to leave. Who knows she told

worse at 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

meant that he would kill whoever

sat back to where she had been sitting,

had a feeling that Ernest was

would never let her off if she killed

"What's wrong, your highness?"

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

the front, her eyes full of

and anyone she wanted

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

kind of changed

man she wanted even though she killed Florence? Or would

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

been sleeping at the table for a

getting brighter

her arms to release the numbness. Upon looking up, she saw Ernest

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

bloodshot and got dark

he stay up all

came up to hold his fingers and stopped his typing to

turned his head and gave

I wake you?"

voice was low

was the typical consequence of

you tired?" Florence

Ernest gave her a charming

"No."

was nothing but a