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?!"

up in annoyance, the cups in

to death by

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

quiver of panic and

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

continued, "He, he said Florence was his girl

a warning,

it was not just

meant that he would kill

had

Ernest was not to warn this man,

she was a princess, he would never let

"What's wrong, your highness?"

princess's pale complexion and trembling hands, a maid

eyes full of complicated shock, turning a deaf ear

and anyone she

had decided to kill Florence, Florence was dead meat

she kind

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

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

been sleeping at the table

was getting brighter and brighter

arms to release the numbness. Upon looking up,

the keyboard, keeping the same position and action as

bloodshot

he stay

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

surprised, turned his head and

I wake

voice was low and

was the typical

Florence held his

his head, Ernest gave

"No."

it was