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

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

a big city,

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

didn’t suggest anything else but only provided

She subconsciously answered,

in the room for

smile, “After all, it’s not the first time for me

bit taken aback,

he was so considerate to help her check in a hotel when knowing that she didn’t have her

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

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

“It’s nothing.”

Then he waved his hand

fast. Then he happened to appear

he was looking around and didn’t want to miss any

he still hadn’t seen Florence

wondered where on earth she had

he couldn’t find her anywhere, Ernest’s mind became messier and messier. He even regretted that he had lost control tonight and

was why Florence trotted out of the hotel

her?” Ernest asked Timothy in his earphone mic, walking with a

out a lot of men searching for her along the way. I’m also getting the traffic monitoring videos nearby

in a deep

saw a cab parked on the roadside, seemingly someone was getting

Riverbank Park. Although he hadn’t walked into the park yet, he could see there were so many people in the

seats and chairs. He guessed that probably Florence

the thought of it, Ernest fastened his paces

street and passed by the back of the cab, the

engine and

also strode towards

Florence looked out of the

back looked

strong, and

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

you looking at,

also looked out of the window