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

suspect it that she was bitten to death by the

expectation of the good news that Florence was

quiver of panic and explained

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

worse at the thought of the scene that he was tortured, and then continued, "He, he said Florence

a warning, but

just

meant that he would kill whoever hurt Florence,

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

was not

would never let her off if

"What's wrong, your highness?"

pale complexion and trembling hands, a maid asked in a worried

eyes full of complicated

at her own will and anyone she wanted to kill

the moment she had decided to kill Florence, Florence

she kind

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

feel her arms. She didn't know when she fell asleep last

at

getting brighter and brighter

numbness. Upon looking

typing on the keyboard, keeping

were bloodshot and got

stay

up to hold

his head and gave her

wake you?" he

voice was

typical consequence of staying

tired?" Florence held his

his head, Ernest gave her a

"No."

it was nothing