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.

get up and change a location to sit in case

she stood up, she heard a low and attractive man’s voice

was puzzled and looked in the direction of the voice and standing on the yacht was a tall man, Ernest. He was dressed casually with a pair of sunglasses. He looked laid back and yet

the

required them to speak on the yacht? Although she was puzzled,

me…” Before she finished saying, she felt the yacht move.

is the

out to sea.” Ernest sat elegantly on the chair while swirling a glass of red

Florence was dumbfounded, “Why are

and

Florence, “…”

was suspended from the competition, she was still considered

was thinking. He took a sip and said, “Since you didn’t see

there were the rules. Florence

served the desserts and

is Mr. Hawkins’ rest day, and he decided to go out to sea for the day. Do you like to fish? We

take her along

nodded, “I have not tried

and he will teach you. I’ll go and prepare the

at his back view and was in a daze. She never dared to expect Ernest to teach her how to fish. Wouldn’t that

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

stopped, Timothy brought

turned

high-end fishing rod but didn’t know what to do. She didn’t even have the time

really going to ask