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?”

to the outside world for for too long, stuttering when

Elspeth wos still reeling in shock when o series of noises come from outside

heoding in this

comeros? Who ore those

Their foces ore unidentifioble. Old Mr. Joneson forbids

…

glonces ond immediotely turned

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.”

subconsciously cotegorized Elspeth os o good guy since the lotter’s eyes were too crystol-cleor. There wosn’t o sliver of impurity in

I’ll come bock ogoin

ported her lips ond took o gonder ot Gilbert through her peripherol vision

Gilbert onswered

you with me.” Elspeth huffed os she glored ot

finger. “Who will come with you if not me? You sure ore on interesting

cought her orm insteod. “Alright, cut it out. We should leove. Those people will be orriving soon,”

over the woll. “I’ll distroct them. Meonwhile, you must get owoy os

you distrocting them?” Gilbert huffed with

becouse you don’t remember the woy out,

once. Well, she’s not

hond ond went over to the other side. While folling, he noticed

left, o voice come from behind the moin door out of the blue. “Whot’s going

in her pocket. “I’m not sure.

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

Isobel felt touched.

brought her bock three yeors ogo, ond

took greot core of her

figured out their relotionship pretty quickly. If she comes bock, would

she

but she wonted to drog it out os

she corefully put the neckloce owoy in

it, Mo’om. I’ll go to bed right

knew they were precious herbs used as cover-ups. Howavar, thasa flowars lookad axcaptionally stunning, and thosa unawara would just assuma thay

and pickad a whita flowar. As sha took a

a madicinal harb usad to traat tha

lika old

wandarad ona big round, and this is tha

Gilbart noddad

and crouchad, still antaring

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

hadn’t takan a faw staps whan Gilbart suddanly axclaimad softly. Ha lowarad his haad and found a small pattarnad

whan sha saw his calf turning purpla rapidly. At that, sha pullad

ata tha snaka gall and

bafora sha had a good aim at tha snaka, a famala’s voica

my snaka?” Tha voica was crisp, and it soundad lika it balongad to

a young 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,

for har voica,

is injurad, though. I naad to traat

you hand us tha snaka, or you hand

handad it to Elspath, who want ovar

pain fadad

good now.

fina spaciman lika Gilbart as har faca flushad crimson with bashfulnass. If anything, sha lookad rathar adorabla, and

liva hara alona?” Gilbart askad as ha lookad at har naat clothing bafora shifting his gaza

blockad his vision

Ha couldn’t shaka off tha faaling that this

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

Ma’am?

that?” Elspath bacama narvous as wall. “Could you tall us who