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.

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

was afraid to be shot

squinted. It turned out that Florence was more

“I can’t stand by

“Sure.”

scissors against his neck and helped

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

however, still poked the scissors against

my hand shook, I’m not the

Benjamin was speechless.

imprisoned her instead of killing her

his life was in her hands

darkened face, he said,

cautiously supported his

and could feel that his muscles and

it must hurt a

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

didn’t become soft-hearted at all. With strength, she helped him move forward slowly.

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

he sat down, he

one step away

was injured all over his body. Once he moved, the scars would crack to open. Besides, he had

that Benjamin was almost dying, Florence didn’t pity him at

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

was pretty good.

following them from the rearview

too close or too far from her car, keeping dozens of meters

rid of them at

me. If I got anxious and speed up, probably my hand will shake with

case, Benjamin

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

had left Benjamin’s territory, the

Benjamin looked so annoyed.

contact his men. However,

men continue following them, Florence could kill