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.

was it gone just now?” he

watched him recede, frowning

then, when Ernest was hiding in her bedroom and almost found by Stanford, the latter

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

at

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

answered indifferently, “There’s an intelligent chip on my body. When I’m in trouble, the signal

the signal

frowned deeply, looking

didn’t you

lips and said naturally, “I didn’t

her try to call different phones continuously and enjoyed

she

like a broken toy now. If she kicked him in anger, he probably would die directly. She had to suppress her

She calmed herself down.

this function, can your chip expose your location as

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise, he also

the car to

stressing each syllable, “Where

was embedded

be quite bloody to cut off his skin, for her freedom and safety, Florence was willing

at his

it?” Florence was

had my appendix cut before, so the

was not under the skin

corners twitched fiercely. She looked slightly

skin to take out the chip but she

If she forced to cut

be an outsider. Benjamin probably would make some trouble and escape

men had already caught up with

attention,

dare to take

panic, Benjamin curled up his lips into a happy smile,

can never

under his control

Florence tightened his body.

Benjamin’s man, secretly waiting for the chance to