My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest drove pretty fast and arrived at the airport shortly.

It was a quarter to two.

The passengers were boarding the flight set off at two o’clock.

Harold followed Ernest and asked anxiously, “Ernest, they should have been boarding. We can’t get in the security check. What should we do?”

Ernest’s eyes were cold and sharp.

He said in a domineering matter, stressing each syllable, “None of the flights here could take off.”

Since he wanted her to stay, she wouldn’t be able to leave.

Ernest strode over to the special passage where Timothy was waiting for him long ago.

Seeing Ernest, he looked quite delightful. Immediately, he reported, “Mr. Hawkins, everything is arranged. We’ve blocked the airport. Before you could find Ms. Fraser, no flight is allowed to take off.”

“Ehn,” Ernest answered in a deep voice, fastening his speed when walking forward.

Harold’s mouth corners kept twitching. Blocking the whole airport? All the flights were delayed to take off?

It seemed that Ernest had put a lot of effort. No wondered he wasn’t afraid of anything.

In this case, even if Florence had wings, she couldn’t fly out of City N at all.

Ernest passed the special passage and got on the car that was arranged for him ahead, heaving to the flight, of which Florence bought the ticket.

Since it was almost time to take off, all the passengers were delivered but the shuttle buses to the entrance of the plane. There was a long line in front of the entrance.

However, the crew members blocked the gate, now allowing anyone to board.

The chief attendant announced to the passengers with a big speaker while standing on the steps, “Passengers, I’m sorry. Due to the emergency, we have to delay the boarding time. Please wait here patiently. Don’t walk around.”

Upon hearing the announcement, some passengers were quite unhappy.

One of them said, “We’ve been waiting here, but now you announced it’s delayed. Why can’t we wait on the plane? We have to stand in a line here. How long will we wait?”

“Indeed, what is your problem? It’s getting cold. We feel so cold when standing here,” someone echoed.

The passengers were discussing unhappily.

members had to comfort them. However, they didn’t allow

for almost twenty

getting more upset,

“Creak--”

car brake suddenly, only to find a high-end luxurious car turned around and parked

They wondered why this car would appear in front

was arriving

the passengers’ attention was drowned by it. They all stared at the

The door of

legs, a neatly tailored suit, and the handsome face that took their breath away after a

all agape. Staring at the man, they immersed

couldn’t help but exclaim in low

“So handsome! So overbearing!”

I want to be

must be wealthy and powerful since he could drive the luxurious car to the airport. We are just common people. We can just

the women discussed in low voices. Even they were just looking

looking

looking at

to look at

stronger and more

because they saw Ernest strode over them

eyes scanned

He didn’t miss anyone.

looked, the colder his

scanned through the crowd three times in a row, but he didn’t find Florence

Where was she?

all passengers here?” he asked

quite confused. He had looked up the flight that Florence was taking, so he took Ernest to this

sweat on his forehead, he called over

“Where is Florence Fraser?”

someone, so he was well-prepared. Immediately, he pulled out the

and answered gingerly, “Mr. Hawkins, Florence Fraser

“What? Impossible!”

“I’ve checked before noticing you. Florence should

stop the shuttle bus from coming over. Instead, he let the shuttles take all the passengers to

any mistake before it was announced that nobody was

face, the chief attendant answered,

face kept falling. A bad hunch raised