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.

had to comfort them. However, they didn’t

waited for almost

were getting more upset, raising

“Creak--”

heard a car brake suddenly, only to find

wondered why this car would appear in front of the

car was arriving so fast and

it. They all stared at the

of the car

shiny leather shoes first, and then the slender and straight legs, a neatly tailored suit, and the handsome face that took their breath

Staring at the man, they immersed in his charm and

couldn’t help but exclaim in

“So handsome! So overbearing!”

I want to be his

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

low voices. Even they were just looking at him, they almost

looking towards

he looking at

seems to look at me.

exclaimed in excitement, stronger and

saw Ernest strode over

scanned on them one

He didn’t miss anyone.

the more Ernest looked, the colder

had scanned through the crowd three times in a row, but he

Where was she?

passengers here?” he

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

off the cold sweat on his forehead, he called

“Where is Florence Fraser?”

for someone, so he

gingerly, “Mr. Hawkins, Florence Fraser isn’t on

“What? Impossible!”

was shocked. “I’ve checked before noticing you.

Florence could sense something wrong or leave here, he even didn’t stop the shuttle bus from coming over. Instead, he let the shuttles take all the passengers

before it was announced that nobody was allowed to

chief attendant answered, “She’s truly not

kept falling. A bad hunch raised in his