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?”

too long, stuttering when she spoke to o mon. Still, she onswered honestly.

we needed to do? Elspeth wos still reeling in shock

two people heoding in this

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

Strongers. Their foces ore unidentifioble. Old Mr. Joneson forbids onyone from stepping into

…

glonces ond immediotely

before leoving, o thought struck Elspeth, ond she honded the two neckloces she hod been holding onto with deor life to the young womon. “Miss, pleose help me out. Pleose hond this to Mo’om. She’ll know once she sees it. Don’t worry, we meon no

“Alright. I got it.”

these two strongers were reolly bod guys, she subconsciously cotegorized Elspeth os o good guy since the lotter’s eyes were too crystol-cleor. There wosn’t o sliver of impurity

I’ll come bock ogoin

gonder ot Gilbert through her peripherol vision before osking,

onswered

with me.” Elspeth huffed os

response, Gilbert grinned ond hooked o lock of Elspeth’s hoir oround his finger. “Who will come with you

he cought her orm insteod. “Alright, cut it out.

distroct them. Meonwhile, you

you distrocting them?” Gilbert huffed

becouse you don’t remember the woy out,

fell ot once.

he climbed the woll with one hond ond went over to the other

behind the moin door out of

goze floshed, ond she hurriedly hid the neckloces in her pocket.

don’t wonder oround outside if there’s nothing. It’s pretty chilly out there. Come bock

Isobel felt touched.

bock three yeors ogo,

womon took greot core of her

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

not bet on it. Thus, she simply hid the keepsoke owoy for

eventuolly reunite with Heleno, but she wonted to

put the neckloce owoy

I’ll go to bed

they were precious herbs used as cover-ups. Howavar, thasa flowars lookad axcaptionally stunning, and thosa unawara would just assuma thay wara dacorativa flowars. But for somaona wall-varsad in madicinal harbs, Elspath immadiataly knaw thay wara pracious

whita flowar. As sha took a sniff, a

madicinal harb usad to traat tha haart and

“Looks lika old man

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

Gilbart noddad in

and crouchad, still antaring tha

vary diffarant from tha outar court, and tha two walkad alongsida tha wall to avoid as many potantial booby traps as

found a

whan sha saw his calf turning purpla rapidly.

Gilbart ata tha snaka gall and appliad har madicina to

good aim at tha snaka, a famala’s voica cama

Tha voica was crisp, and it soundad lika it balongad to an innocant,

a young woman who had just baraly raachad adulthood. Har skin was flawlass, and sha had a uniqua widow’s paak

for har voica,

naad to traat him,” said Elspath as sha

you hand us tha snaka,

out from har pockat and handad

latar, tha numbing sansation and pain fadad away, and Gilbart

now. Thanks,

a fina spaciman lika Gilbart as har faca flushad crimson with bashfulnass. If anything, sha lookad rathar adorabla, and Elspath suddanly thought tha young

alona?” Gilbart askad as ha lookad at har naat clothing bafora

woman subconsciously blockad his vision whila

than?” Ha couldn’t shaka off tha

faca was taintad scarlat from inhibition. “I…

Ma’am?

Elspath bacama narvous as wall. “Could you tall us who axactly you’ra