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

almost found by Stanford, the latter wanted to call

blocked, so she couldn’t

at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

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

enough, the signal was

frowned deeply, looking at

you mention

curled his lips and said naturally, “I didn’t hope

try to call different phones continuously and

she could

him in anger, he probably would die directly.

She calmed herself down.

this function, can your chip expose your location as

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

She had guessed that there was a GPS in Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise, he also had such a thing on

change the car to

asked solemnly, stressing each syllable, “Where is

chip was embedded under

cut off his skin, for her freedom and

pointed at his tummy.

Florence was

had my appendix cut before, so the chip

under the skin

corners twitched fiercely. She looked

to cut off his skin to take out the chip but she

she forced to

be an outsider. Benjamin probably would make some trouble and

GPS on him, so his men had already caught up

didn’t pay any attention, she could be

dare to take the

Benjamin curled up his lips

You can never escape from

was under his

Florence tightened his body.

that everyone surrounding them could be Benjamin’s man, secretly waiting for