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.

just now?” he mumbled and redialed the number to continue his

him recede,

was hiding in her bedroom and almost found by Stanford, the latter wanted to call the doctor but Ernest used some means to

blocked, so she couldn’t

over at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

chip on my body. When I’m in trouble,

the signal was

looking at

didn’t you

and said naturally, “I didn’t hope you could

call different phones continuously and

she could kick

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

She calmed herself down.

your chip expose your location as

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

in Benjamin’s car.

car to escape, but

stressing each syllable, “Where

embedded under

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

at his tummy. “It’s

it?” Florence was

frankly explained, “I’ve had my appendix cut before, so the chip was put in

under the skin

twitched fiercely. She

cut off his skin to take out the chip but

to cut it open, he

him to a doctor, there would be an outsider. Benjamin probably would make some trouble and escape

his men had already caught up

didn’t pay any attention,

to take the

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

You can never escape from

under

Florence tightened his body.

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