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 your

be shot on

turned out that Florence was more cautious than he had

by

“Sure.”

kept one hand poking the scissors against his neck and helped

corners twitched. “You may lose balance when helping me up. Why are you still poking

poked the scissors against his neck

my hand shook, I’m not the one

Benjamin was speechless.

had imprisoned

in her

a darkened face,

his body in

him up and could feel that his muscles and bones

it must

he deserved such punishment comparing to the crimes he had committed

move forward slowly. Meanwhile, she kept poking the hole on

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

down,

away had almost

had to stand up supported by the injured leg that hadn’t become disabled. He

almost dying,

her hand holding the scissors to poke against his neck, she held the steering wheel with the other.

car’s performance was pretty

following them

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

she couldn’t get rid

I got anxious and speed up, probably my hand

that case, Benjamin would be

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 run

territory, the possibility for her to run

Benjamin looked so annoyed.

her that he couldn’t contact his

continue following them, Florence could kill him by