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.

escape from here, I wouldn’t move the scissors away from

be

squinted. It turned out that Florence was more cautious than he had

stand by myself. You need

“Sure.”

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

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

still poked the scissors against his neck

out yourself. Anyway, if my hand shook, I’m not

Benjamin was speechless.

truly regretted that he had imprisoned her

his life was in her hands now, Benjamin

face, he said, “Be

he cautiously supported his

helped him up and could feel that his muscles and bones were

guessed that it must

comparing to the crimes he had committed and the vicious means

him move forward slowly. Meanwhile, she kept poking

afraid that Florence would stab him to death carelessly. Although he was quite reluctantly, he was cooperative with

sat down, he

step away had almost killed

would crack to open. Besides, he had to stand up supported

dying,

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

pretty good. It ran pretty

several cars following them from the

or too far from her car, keeping dozens of meters

couldn’t get rid of them at

men to stop following me. If I got anxious and speed up, probably my hand will shake

that case, Benjamin would

with a smile, “Besides, I’ve escaped from your place. If I killed you by

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,

let his men continue following them,