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.

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

be shot on her

It turned out that Florence

can’t stand by myself. You need

“Sure.”

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

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

still poked the scissors against

out yourself. Anyway, if my hand

Benjamin was speechless.

he had imprisoned her instead

his life was in her hands

a darkened face, he said, “Be

cautiously supported his body in difficulty, bearing

could feel that his muscles

that it

such punishment comparing to the crimes he had committed and the

move

he was quite reluctantly, he was cooperative with her and moved to the passenger seat

he sat down, he

away

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

dying,

steering wheel with the other. Without any hesitation, she drove the car towards the main

pretty good. It ran

cars following them from the

too close or too far

she couldn’t get rid

men to stop following me. If I got

Benjamin would

I’ve escaped from your place. If I killed you

territory, the possibility for her to run away increased

Benjamin looked so annoyed.

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

he let his men continue following them, Florence could