My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Harold hurriedly explained, “I met Florence and Stanford in the bar last night. He is Florence’s older brother. Although I didn’t talk much with him, I can tell he’s not simple. Besides, he has a strong desire for possession towards Florence. He was determined to take away her.

“Just now when Timothy was arranging, he must have sensed something wrong. That’s why he changed the flight immediately and took Florence to the flight to Paris instead.”

Ernest looked as if he was in a huge shock, looking t the man on the screen in disbelief.

He said in an extremely hoarse voice, “Come again? Who is he to Florence?”

Harold was confused, wondering why Ernest cared about that point at this moment. Hadn’t he known that Florence’s older brother had come to City N?

He repeated patiently, “He’s Florence’s older brother, the biological one.”

He was Florence’s brother.

It was her brother!

It wasn’t her new boyfriend!

Ernest was shocked. All the depression in his heart vanished in an instant. It turned out that he had misunderstood her.

It turned out that she hadn’t fallen in love with another man or been dating another man.

The intimate interactions that he had seen were just because they were siblings.

Ernest couldn’t help but curled up his lips into a smile, his heart full of joy.

It turned out that Florence always belonged to him from the beginning to the end.

Harold gaped at the smile on Ernest’s face, his expression changing dramatically. He wondered if Ernest was driven nuts by his anger because he failed to keep Florence stay.

In a panic, he said, “Ernest, calm down. Although we didn’t keep Florence stay, we still have the chance. We can fly to Paris immediately. Perhaps we can catch up with her.”

“Okay.”

Ernest said to Timothy in a deep voice. “Keep an eye on the airports in Paris. Book me the earliest flight. I’ll fly over as soon as possible.”

Upon hearing the order, Timothy was stunned for a moment. Keeping an eye on the airports in Paris?

Hawkins was way too

still answered

and flew to the airport of Paris where Florence’s flight was supposed

jet almost landed at the same time as the flight that Florence had taken, which

and

the airport walked to Ernest in a hurry. Sweat oozed on his forehead, and he

I’m sorry,

apology, Ernest had a bad hunch, his face falling

sharply at the man, he squeezed a few words from his throat, “What

according to your request, when the flight landed, we checked all the passengers one after another and compared them

find her. Ernest wondered if that meant that Florence wasn’t on that

this flight in City

happen

felt an emptiness in his heart in

could control everything in his hands without any mistake. However, at this

was a bad hunch that kept telling him that probably it would be quite difficult for

Did she get off on the way? Have you checked each passenger carefully?”

times indeed, but we couldn’t find

had watched the surveillance video as well. When they failed to find her, they couldn’t believe their eyes. It was

those three people vanish

so useless!” Harold scolded him fiercely, feeling

in Paris. Unexpectedly, they still failed

trick must be done

far more capable than they had

intentionally wanted to hide Florence, in such a big world, it

I’m sure Stanford has done some tricks behind this matter. He’s such a bad man. Florence doesn’t

his thin lips, his eyes

had met him several times. She even bid

that Stanford had done some

want to dodge him, Ernest realized that

pulled out the cell phone and dialed her

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heard the cold robotic female voice