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?!"

in annoyance, the cups in her

and suspect it that she was bitten to death by the cobra in her own room.

awake the whole night, just in expectation of

a quiver of panic and

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

was tortured, and then continued, "He, he said Florence

was not just a warning,

just said

meant that he would kill whoever hurt Florence,

had been sitting, with a stiff pose. Her

had a feeling that Ernest was not to warn this

was a princess, he would never let her

"What's wrong, your highness?"

princess's pale complexion and trembling hands, a maid asked in a

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

and

moment she had decided to kill Florence,

she kind of

wanted even though she killed Florence? Or would she be hated

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

sleeping at the

brighter and brighter

looking

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

eyes were bloodshot and got dark

he stay

thought of it, Florence came up to hold

head

wake

voice was low and

the typical consequence of

tired?" Florence

gave

"No."

was