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.

affirmatively. “Before I could escape from here, I wouldn’t move the

afraid to be shot on her

It turned out that Florence was more cautious than he had

by myself.

“Sure.”

scissors against his neck and helped Benjamin up

“You may lose balance when helping me up. Why are you still poking against my neck? What if you stabbed to kill me if

scissors against

Anyway, if my hand

Benjamin was speechless.

truly regretted that he had imprisoned her instead of

her hands now, Benjamin

a darkened face, he said,

he spoke, he cautiously supported his body in difficulty, bearing the

feel that

that it must hurt a

such punishment comparing to the crimes he had committed and the vicious means that he

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

him to death carelessly. Although he was quite

down, he exhaled

step away had almost

crack to open. Besides, he had to stand up supported by the injured leg

Benjamin was almost dying, Florence didn’t

the scissors to poke against his neck, she held the steering wheel with the other. Without any

car’s performance was pretty good. It ran pretty

cars following them

too close or too far from her car, keeping dozens

she couldn’t get rid of them at

turned to say to Benjamin, “Ask your men to stop following me. If I got anxious and speed up, probably my hand will shake with the emergent

that case, Benjamin

place. If I killed you by mistake, I still have a chance to speed up and run

had left Benjamin’s territory, the possibility for her

Benjamin looked so annoyed.

her that he couldn’t contact his men.

following them, Florence could kill him