My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Frowning, Florence looked around, only to find a BMW parked in a corner.

She said, “I’ll drive that one. Insert the key, and you all should leave!”

The maid said angrily, “Florence Fraser, don’t push your luck too far!”

Without watching Benjamin, they wouldn’t feel relieved.

Florence was running out of patience. With a frown, she snapped, “You only have one minute to get ready. Do as I said. Otherwise, I’ll stab him to death.”

As she spoke, she looked as if she would stab further into Benjamin’s neck as the threat.

The maids were all freaked out when seeing it. Immediately, they said, “Stop moving! We’ll leave now.”

They dared not to talk nonsense anymore. Immediately, they insert the key into the engine and started it. Then they left quickly.

Soon, around the entrance, only Florence and Benjamin were left.

Benjamin sneered. “Flory, you are smarter than I thought.”

Florence was raised in an ordinary family. He didn’t expect that she could be so bold and smart.

Florence was forced to a blind alley. How could she keep being weak?

She pressed her lips. Ignoring Benjamin, she pushed him to the car.

Probably Benjamin was disabled, the car was particularly designed -- there was a piece of equipment for his wheelchair to move into the car.

Florence pushed him into the car but her hand didn’t remove from his neck.

Then she said, “You can still support your body with the other foot, can’t you?”

Benjamin’s expression changed as if he looked quite annoyed.

“Do you want me to sit on the passenger seat?”

It would be better for him to stay in the wheelchair instead of moving around right now.

However, if she allowed it, he would be behind Florence, and her scissors would leave his neck.

here, I wouldn’t move the scissors away

was afraid to be shot

turned out that Florence was more cautious than he had

stand by myself. You need to help

“Sure.”

any hesitation, Florence kept one hand poking the scissors against his neck and helped Benjamin up with the

balance when helping me up. Why are you still poking against my neck? What if you stabbed to

the scissors against his neck

yourself. Anyway, if my hand shook,

Benjamin was speechless.

he had imprisoned her instead of killing

his life was in her hands now,

darkened face, he said,

he spoke, he cautiously supported his body in difficulty,

up and could feel that

guessed that it must hurt a

the crimes he had committed and the vicious means

strength, she helped him move forward slowly. Meanwhile, she

he was quite reluctantly,

down, he

just one step away

would crack to open. Besides, he had to stand up supported by the injured leg that hadn’t become disabled. He was almost killed by the

Benjamin was almost dying, Florence didn’t pity

to poke against his neck, she held the steering wheel with the other. Without any hesitation, she drove the car towards

performance was pretty

cars following them from the rearview

or too far

rid of

to say to Benjamin, “Ask your men to stop following me. If I got anxious and speed up, probably my

case, Benjamin would

said with a smile, “Besides, I’ve escaped from your place. If I killed you by mistake, I still have a chance to speed up and

long as she had left Benjamin’s territory, the possibility for her to run

Benjamin looked so annoyed.

that he couldn’t contact his men. However, what Florence said had made him

men continue following them, Florence could kill him