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?”

Florence, his deep eyes full of worries

his question. Where else was she going? She didn’t

such a big city,

don’t want to go back to that hotel, I can help you

suggest anything else but only provided her

mind was still in a mess. She subconsciously

room for you,” Reynold

not the first time for me to do

was a bit taken aback, feeling

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

in embarrassment, “Mr. Myron, I’m sorry for

to the room where Ernest was in tonight. Hence,

“It’s nothing.”

Then he waved his hand and hailed a

fast. Then he happened to appear on the road opposite

want to miss any figure walking

he still hadn’t seen Florence

where on earth

mind became messier and messier. He even regretted that he had lost control tonight and done such a thing

trotted

Timothy in his earphone

end of the line, Timothy immediately answered, “Yes. I’ve sent out a lot of men searching for her along the way.

in a deep voice. Then he looked up

on the roadside, seemingly someone was

the 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 sit

thought of it, Ernest fastened his paces and walked into the

and passed by the back of the cab,

driver started the engine and the cab was slowly

also strode

Florence looked out of the window in a daze, her

man’s back looked like Ernest’s

tall, strong, and straightened with an

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

are you looking

looked out of