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 neck. Just give

to be

turned out that Florence

said, “I can’t stand by myself. You need to

“Sure.”

kept one hand poking the scissors against his neck and helped Benjamin up with the other

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

however, still poked the scissors

if my hand shook, I’m not the

Benjamin was speechless.

that he had imprisoned

life was in her hands now,

face,

supported his

and could feel that his muscles and bones

it

punishment comparing to the crimes he had committed and the vicious

didn’t become soft-hearted at all. With strength, she helped him move forward slowly. Meanwhile, she kept poking the hole on

to death carelessly. Although he was quite reluctantly, he was cooperative with her

sat down, he

step away had almost

over his body. Once he moved, the scars would crack to open. Besides, he had to stand up supported by the injured leg that hadn’t become disabled.

was almost dying, Florence

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

performance was pretty good. It ran

cars following them from

close or too far from her car, keeping dozens of

get rid of

to Benjamin, “Ask your men to stop following me. If I got anxious and speed up, probably my

Benjamin

place. If I killed you by mistake, I still have a chance to speed up

long as she had left Benjamin’s territory, the possibility for her to

Benjamin looked so annoyed.

wanted to tell her that he couldn’t contact his men. However, what Florence said

let his men continue following them, Florence could kill