My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

It was quite crowded on the street. If she kept poking against his neck with the scissors, the crowd would mistake her as a criminal.

Benjamin’s men shouldn’t be so capable to snipe her here.

The most important for her now was to ensure where she was so that she could contact Stanford to save her.

Florence kept driving. When she found a far-off lane, she pulled over the car and moved Benjamin out, pushing him in the wheelchair.

Benjamin looked at her in confusion. “Flory, what are you doing?”

“Shut up.”

Florence wrapped Benjamin’s face with a scarf. Only his eyes were exposed.

After making him look like a patient without any abnormality, she pushed him towards a telephone booth.

She had observed while driving here through -- there were telephone booths along the street. She could contact Stanford.

Florence pushed Benjamin into the telephone booth. Then she dialed Stanford’s number.

“Beep--”

The phone was cut off after a beep.

Florence looked at the phone in confusion, wondering what had happened. Was the telephone broken down?

She dialed the number again.

However, it was the same as the first time. After a beep, it was cut off.

Florence frowned. She tried three times, but the same thing happened. She immediately changed to another telephone booth.

She had tried all the telephone booths nearby, but she failed all the time.

She wondered why.

In confusion, Florence became uneasier and uneasier.

“Hello? Hello?... Why is my call cut off? So weird. It worked well just now. Suddenly there’s no signal on my phone,” right then, a passerby said while holding his cell phone.

Then he kept checking the signal. After he was a dozen meters apart, he sighed in confusion again.

weird. Why was it gone just now?” he mumbled and redialed the number to continue his

him

her bedroom and almost found by Stanford, the latter wanted to

the signal around her was blocked, so she couldn’t

looked over at

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

indifferently, “There’s an intelligent chip on my body. When

the signal

looking at Benjamin

didn’t you

didn’t hope you could get in touch

watched her try to call different

wished that she could kick

toy now. If she kicked him in anger, he probably would die directly. She had

She calmed herself down.

this function, can your chip expose your location

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

GPS in Benjamin’s car. However, much

could change the car to escape, but

him and asked solemnly, stressing each syllable, “Where is the

such kind of chip was embedded

be quite bloody to cut off his skin, for her freedom

pointed at his tummy. “It’s in

Florence was

“I’ve had my appendix cut before, so the chip was

was not under the skin but inside

twitched fiercely. She looked slightly

to cut off his skin to take out the chip but

she forced to cut it

there would be an outsider. Benjamin probably

GPS on him, so his men had already caught

pay any attention, she could be caught

dare to take

Florence’s pale face and her panic, Benjamin curled up his lips into

are alone. You can never escape

was under

Florence tightened his body.

could be Benjamin’s man, secretly waiting for the chance to