My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Cooper looked awkward, “Channing can’t be located.”

Florence knew that was not a good sign, “How about his family? Didn’t he go home?”

“No, we went to look for his friends. All of them have not seen him.” The investigation team tried their best to locate Channing but he seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. They could not find him regardless of the methods used.

If what Florence said was true, then Channing must have gone into hiding.

“Don’t worry. I’ll think of a way to find him.” Cooper pursed his lips and smiled to comfort Florence.

Florence nodded but her chest felt heavy and laden like a boulder was weighing down on her. Channing couldn’t be found and the security guard was still unconscious. The ones who could prove her innocence were all unable to do so. But a day had already passed and it was a day closer to the competition.

After Florence left, Cooper looked at her back and his heart ached as his heart stirred.

After a while, he took out his phone and called a number, “Dad.”

On the other end, a middle-aged man’s stern voice said, “You are willing to call your father now? Have you finally regretted it? Are you willing to compromise?”

Cooper sounded defeated, “Yes, I need your help.”

Yesterday the other designers had received the competition details and the competition had officially begun.

The entire hotel quieted down and the designers and assistants all started to concentrate on their work. People stopped going outside the hotel during their leisurely times.

Florence was the only exception because she had nothing to do. Florence sat at the jetty and swung her legs leisurely, occasionally dipping her feet into the water. She was very depressed, moody, and couldn’t raise her spirits.

She just stared at the sea and the reflections on the water. Then she noticed a luxury yacht sailing slowly towards her. It was a beautiful yacht and very dazzling. It must be some wealthy tycoon who came back after a trip out to sea.

and change a location to sit in case she interfered with the docking of the

she stood up, she heard a low and attractive

direction of the voice and standing on the yacht was a tall man, Ernest. He was dressed casually with a pair of sunglasses. He

stood on the platform and looked down towards her and

he was looking for her. What required them to speak on the

Before she finished saying, she felt the yacht move. What? She was still on the

the

to sea.” Ernest sat elegantly on the chair while swirling a glass of red wine and raised the glass towards Florence and asked,

Florence was dumbfounded, “Why are you taking me

and said, “For

Florence, “…”

to go out to the sea. Furthermore, although she was suspended from the competition, she was still considered a participant and could not leave the hotel

said, “Since you

the rules. Florence

the desserts and placed them

and he decided to go out to sea

could easily take her along and she wouldn’t have

nodded, “I have not

you. I’ll go and prepare the tools.” Timothy said gleefully and then

at his back view and was in a daze. She never dared to expect Ernest to teach her how to

she felt very comfortable with the sea breeze caressing her face. Florence’s suppressed mood gradually

stopped, Timothy brought out two fishing

then turned to walk

a high-end fishing rod but didn’t know what to do. She didn’t

she really going to ask