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?”

at Florence, his deep eyes full of worries

she going? She didn’t know where she could go

City was such a big city, but she had nowhere to

to that hotel, I

didn’t suggest anything else but only provided her with an

subconsciously answered, “But I didn’t bring

room for you,”

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

bit taken aback, feeling

so considerate to help her check in a hotel when knowing

grateful, Florence looked at him in

to the room where Ernest was in tonight.

“It’s nothing.”

gentlemanly. Then he waved his hand and

other side, Ernest was walking quite fast. Then he happened to appear on the road

around and didn’t want to miss any

seen Florence all the

where on earth she had

find her anywhere, Ernest’s mind became messier and messier. He even regretted that he had lost control tonight and done

why Florence trotted

Timothy in his earphone mic, walking with a

of men searching for her along the way. I’m also getting the

in a deep voice. Then

on the roadside, seemingly someone

Riverbank Park. Although he hadn’t walked into the

in the park, where there were a lot of seats and chairs. He guessed that probably Florence would go in and

fastened his paces

crossed the street and passed by the back of the cab, the rear door of the

engine and the cab was slowly

also strode towards the Riverbank

of the window in a daze,

a man’s back looked like Ernest’s outside

tall, strong, and straightened with an

she was about to look at him carefully, the cab was sped up and driven forward. The back of the figure was farther and farther away

are you

of the window in