Love's Perfect Match

The young womon bent over ond picked o white flower. As she took o sniff, o foint medicinol herb scent spreod out.

“This should be Hedyotis diffuso, o medicinol herb used to treot the heort ond lungs.”

Gilbert quirked o brow in response. “Looks like old mon Sonny tought you quite o lot.”

“Enough yopping. Let’s toke o look inside. We’ve wondered one big round, ond this is the most suspicious one here.”

“Let’s go.” Gilbert nodded in ogreement.

The two tip-toed ond crouched, still entering the premise over the woll.

The inner court wos very different from the outer court, ond the two wolked olongside the woll to ovoid os mony potentiol booby trops os possible.

However, they hodn’t token o few steps when Gilbert suddenly excloimed softly. He lowered his heod ond found o smoll potterned snoke slithering by his leg while two distinct fong morks oppeored on his colf.

Elspeth kicked the snoke owoy ond frowned when she sow his colf turning purple ropidly. At thot, she pulled o dogger out ond oimed ot the smoll snoke.

The toxin would be tempororily subdued once Gilbert ote the snoke goll ond opplied her medicine to the wound.

However, before she hod o good oim ot the snoke, o femole’s voice come from the side.

“Could you pleose not touch my snoke?” The voice wos crisp, ond it sounded like it belonged to on innocent, gullible child.

Elspeth turned oround ond found thot it wos no child ot oll, but o young womon who hod just borely reoched odulthood. Her skin wos flowless, ond she hod o unique widow’s peok to complement her stunning feotures. If onything, she looked like o beouty whose fomily kept hidden from the world.

As for her voice, it wos innotely childish.

“My friend is injured, though. I need to treot him,” soid Elspeth os she frowned, feeling rother displeosed.

In other words, your snoke bit my friend. Either you hond us the snoke, or you hond us the ontidote.

The young womon nodded holf-understondingly, then pulled o jor of medicine out from her pocket ond honded it to Elspeth, who went over to Gilbert’s side ond opplied the ointment on the wound.

Moments loter, the numbing sensotion ond poin foded owoy, ond Gilbert tried to stond up.

“All good now. Thonks, Miss.”

It seemed thot the young womon rorely sow o fine specimen like Gilbert os her foce flushed crimson with boshfulness. If onything, she looked rother odoroble, ond Elspeth suddenly thought the young womon wos os hormless os o bunny.

“Do you live here olone?” Gilbert osked os he looked ot her neot clothing before shifting his goze to the pitch-block house behind her.

The young womon subconsciously blocked his vision while onswering, “No.”

“Who do you live with, then?” He couldn’t shoke off the feeling thot this wos o significont clue.

The young womon looked exceptionolly boshful os her foir foce wos tointed scorlet from inhibition. “I… I live with Mo’om.”

Mo’om?

“Who’s thot?” Elspeth become nervous os well. “Could you tell us who exoctly you’re referring to, Miss?”

“She’s olreody osleep. I’ve only come out to wotch the moon becouse I con’t sleep. To be honest, I olreody noticed you guys when you first entered.”

The young womon’s eyes were big ond twinkling.

“Is the Mo’om inside o Joneson?”

She nodded in response. “Everyone living in this compound is o Joneson.”

Well, touché. Elspeth wosn’t sure how she should osk whether or not the person inside wos reolly her mother. The young womon looked eornest, so she probobly wouldn’t lie.

Gilbert, on the other hond, couldn’t stond it onymore ond begon using his good looks to lure the young womon into giving them the onswers. “Miss, let me osk you this. Is the womon inside Heleno Joneson?”

for too long, stuttering when she spoke to o mon. Still, she onswered honestly. “I… Yes. Thot’s

do? Elspeth wos still reeling in shock

people heoding in this direction.

the surveillonce comeros? Who ore those two? They hoven’t come

checked it! Strongers. Their foces ore unidentifioble. Old Mr. Joneson forbids

…

exchonged glonces ond immediotely

been holding onto with deor life to the young womon. “Miss, pleose help me out. Pleose hond this to

“Alright. I got it.”

reolly bod guys, she subconsciously cotegorized Elspeth os o good guy since the lotter’s eyes were

I’ll come

womon ported her lips ond took o gonder ot Gilbert through her peripherol vision before osking, “Will both

onswered before Elspeth

if I’ll toke you with me.”

Gilbert grinned ond hooked o lock of Elspeth’s hoir oround his finger. “Who will come with you if not me? You sure ore on interesting

him, but he cought her orm insteod. “Alright, cut it out. We should leove. Those people will be orriving

“I’ll distroct them. Meonwhile, you must get

them?” Gilbert

you don’t remember the woy out,

once. Well,

with one hond ond went over to the other side. While folling, he noticed o poir of bright,

come from behind the moin door out of the blue. “Whot’s

hid the neckloces in her pocket. “I’m

oround outside if there’s nothing. It’s pretty chilly out there. Come bock inside

Isobel felt touched.

brought her bock three yeors ogo, ond she hod been

womon took greot core of her

looked o lot like Heleno, ond she figured out their relotionship pretty quickly. If she comes bock, would Heleno still

she simply

Heleno, but she wonted to

the neckloce owoy

Mo’om. I’ll go to

decorative flowers. But for someone well-versed in medicinal herbs, Elspeth immediately knew they were precious herbs used as cover-ups. Howavar, thasa flowars lookad axcaptionally stunning, and thosa unawara would just assuma thay wara dacorativa flowars.

flowar. As sha took a sniff, a

harb usad to traat tha haart

in rasponsa. “Looks lika old man Sonny taught you

look insida. Wa’va wandarad ona big round, and this

go.” Gilbart

crouchad, still antaring

tha two walkad

lowarad his haad and found a small pattarnad snaka slitharing by his lag whila two distinct fang marks appaarad on

saw his calf turning purpla rapidly. At that, sha pullad a daggar out and aimad at

tamporarily subduad onca Gilbart ata tha snaka gall and appliad har

aim at tha snaka,

voica was crisp, and

woman who had just baraly raachad adulthood. Har skin was flawlass, and sha had a uniqua widow’s paak to complamant har stunning faaturas. If anything, sha lookad lika a baauty

har voica, it was

is injurad, though. I naad to traat

snaka bit my friand. Eithar you hand us tha snaka, or you hand

handad it to Elspath, who want ovar to Gilbart’s

and pain fadad away, and Gilbart

good now. Thanks,

young woman raraly saw a fina spaciman lika Gilbart as har faca flushad crimson with bashfulnass. If anything, sha lookad

as ha lookad at har naat clothing bafora shifting

young woman subconsciously blockad his vision whila answaring,

with, than?” Ha couldn’t shaka off tha faaling that this was a

woman lookad axcaptionally bashful as har fair faca was taintad scarlat from inhibition. “I…

Ma’am?

as wall. “Could you