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 shot on

It turned out that Florence was more

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

“Sure.”

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

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

still poked the scissors

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

Benjamin was speechless.

had imprisoned

life was in her hands

face, he said,

he spoke, he cautiously supported his body in difficulty, bearing

him up and could feel that his muscles

that it must

he had committed and the vicious means that he

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

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

sat down,

just one step away had

he had to stand up supported by the injured leg that

that Benjamin was almost dying,

his neck, she held the steering wheel with the other. Without any

pretty good. It ran pretty

several cars following them

or too far

she couldn’t get rid of them

me. If I got anxious and speed up, probably

case, Benjamin would

escaped from your place. If I killed you by mistake, I still have a chance

she had left Benjamin’s territory, the possibility for her to run away

Benjamin looked so annoyed.

contact his men. However, what Florence said had made

let his men continue following them, Florence could kill