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?

was way too

shocked, he still answered immediately, “Yes, Mr.

private jet and flew to

that Florence had taken, which had received the notice from Ernest’s men before

of the jet and rushed

in charge of the airport walked to Ernest in a hurry. Sweat

Hawkins, I’m sorry, but

apology, Ernest had a bad hunch, his

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

according to your request, when the flight landed, we checked all the passengers one after another and compared them with the photos, but we... didn’t find the

wondered if that meant that Florence wasn’t on that

From the surveillance video, she did board this flight in City N. How could she be missing when the flight

else could happen during

looked extremely annoyed. He felt an emptiness in his heart in a

he could control everything in his hands

There was a bad hunch that kept telling him

board this flight. Did she get off on the way? Have you checked each passenger

sweat on his forehead. He explained in a panic, “Mr. Hammer, we’ve looked through the passengers several times indeed, but we couldn’t find her. We’re also confused. Besides, Mr. Hawkins’ men were also there when we were looking for her. We did try our

watched the surveillance video as well. When they failed to

those three people vanish without any

are so useless!” Harold scolded

they would find Florence in Paris. Unexpectedly,

a trick must

more capable than

such a big world,

I’m sure Stanford has done some tricks behind this matter. He’s such a

pressed his thin lips, his

she left, she had met him several times. She even bid him farewell. She didn’t look that

Stanford had done

to dodge him, Ernest realized that he could try to

pulled out the cell phone and dialed her

sorry. The subscriber you dialed is power off. Please

the cold robotic female voice from