My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Timothy asked all the coworkers in Riverside City, but nobody had seen Florence. Of course, she was not in any of their rooms.

Ernest frowned more deeply, wondering where else Florence could be since she was not in the hotel.

“Mr. Hawkins, Ms. Fraser might be having a walk nearby the hotel,” Timothy said gingerly.

Ernest stood at the entrance of the hotel. Under the cold wind, he frowned more deeply.

It was super cold at night in Riverside City. Florence didn’t put on many clothes. Ernest was afraid that she would catch a cold when having a walk at such a temperature.

“Send all our men in Riverside City and search around the hotel trawling Florence. Call me when you find her.”

After finishing his order to Timothy, Ernest immediately strode out of the hotel.

Timothy asked, “Excuse me, Mr. Hawkins. Where are you going now?”

“Looking for her,” Ernest answered coldly.

Then he strode forward.

The hotel was built in a highly developed area of Riverside City. When Ernest came out of the hotel, there were multiple streets in front of him. Hence, he could just look for Florence on his assumption about where she might have gone.

In City N, Florence liked to have a walk on the street where there were not so many passers-by but quite bright. From the entrance of the hotel, only the roads that led to Riverbank Park matched this condition.

Hence, Ernest strode in this direction.

Subconsciously, Florence indeed headed towards this direction. She didn’t know how far she had gone, and then she saw Riverbank Park when raising her head.

Although it was already late at night, there were still a lot of people having a walk there, so it seemed to be quite crowded.

However, with her current embarrassing look and a man’s jacket on her shoulders, Florence didn’t think it was appropriate for her to show up in such a lively place.

Feeling more depressed, Florence turned around and was about to walk in another direction.

When she turned around, she saw Reynold.

He was standing in front of her, blocking her way with his tall and strong figure.

Florence was confused. “Mr. Myron, what are you doing?”

“It’s too late now. Where else are you going?”

deep eyes full of worries

his question. Where else was she going? She didn’t know where she could go right

a big city,

don’t want to go back to that hotel, I

else but only

subconsciously answered, “But I didn’t

the room for you,” Reynold

smile, “After all, it’s not the first time for me to do it with my

was a bit taken aback,

so embarrassed now, but Reynold didn’t ask her anything. Instead, he was so considerate to help her check in a

Florence looked at him in embarrassment, “Mr. Myron, I’m sorry for

back to the room where Ernest was in tonight. Hence, she

“It’s nothing.”

smiled gentlemanly. Then he waved his hand and

Then he happened to appear

want to miss

hadn’t seen Florence all the

earth she had

and messier. He even regretted that

why Florence trotted out of the hotel

asked Timothy in his

sent out a lot of men searching for her along the way. I’m also getting the traffic monitoring videos nearby the hotel. I’m sure we’ll find

deep voice. Then he looked

a cab parked on the roadside, seemingly someone was

from the cab. He looked towards the Riverbank Park. Although he hadn’t walked into the park yet, he could see

seats and chairs. He guessed that probably Florence would go in

it, Ernest fastened his

the

the engine and the

also strode towards the Riverbank

looked out of the

man’s back looked

was tall, strong, and straightened with an outstanding

cab was sped up and driven forward. The back of the figure was farther and farther away from her. Soon

are you looking at,

out of