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 cups in her hand

it that she was bitten to death by the cobra in her own room. How could it

in expectation of the good news that

man felt a quiver of panic and explained

warning, I had expected her to leave. Who knows she told Ernest at once? Then Ernest beat me up

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

a warning, but a

just said to

that he would kill whoever hurt Florence, at

paled and she sat back to where she had been sitting, with a stiff pose. Her heart was thumping

a feeling that Ernest was not to warn this man,

princess, he would

"What's wrong, your highness?"

hands,

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

own will and anyone she wanted to kill would definitely

From the moment she had decided to kill Florence,

now, she kind

man she wanted even though she killed

couldn't feel her arms. She didn't know

sleeping at the table

brighter and

looking up, she

keyboard, keeping the same position and action

beautiful eyes were bloodshot

stay

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

surprised, turned his head and gave

wake

was low and

was the typical consequence

Florence held

gave

"No."

it was nothing but a