Samuel poisoned your fiancé to death, this afternoon you were at your fiancé's funeral, Samuel, who had been pretending to be sad, continued to comfort you with his hug.

"Finally he died, I don't want that dirty rat to become my lady's fiancé," he thought

"Miss, don't be sad, Miss's tears are very precious to be wasted," he said while hugging your body tightly and secretly grinning with his sly face.