My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 564: If My Hand Slipped, You Can’t Blame Me

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

to be

Florence was more cautious than

he said, “I can’t stand by myself.

“Sure.”

poking the scissors against his neck

when helping me up. Why are you still poking against my neck? What if you stabbed to kill me if you are not

however, still poked the scissors against his

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

Benjamin was speechless.

regretted that he had imprisoned

her hands

face, he said,

cautiously supported his body in difficulty,

him up and could feel

guessed that it must hurt a

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

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

he was quite reluctantly, he was cooperative with

sat down, he exhaled

away had almost

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

that Benjamin was almost dying,

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

car’s performance was pretty good. It

cars following them from

far from her

get rid

Benjamin, “Ask your men to stop following me. If I got anxious

case, Benjamin would

I killed you by mistake, I still

Benjamin’s territory, the possibility for her to

Benjamin looked so annoyed.

his men. However, what Florence

following them, Florence could

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