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.

it gone just now?” he mumbled and redialed

him recede, frowning

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

was blocked, so she couldn’t make the phone

at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

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

enough, the

deeply, looking at Benjamin

you

“I didn’t hope you could get in touch with

watched her try to call different phones

wished that she could kick

he was 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.

your chip expose your

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

gritted her teeth. She had guessed that there was a GPS in Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise, he

change the car to

stressing each syllable, “Where is

such kind of chip was embedded under the

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

his tummy. “It’s in

Florence

explained, “I’ve had my appendix cut

not under the skin but inside

fiercely. She looked slightly

out the chip but she

forced to cut

be an outsider.

so his men had already caught up with them already in

she didn’t pay any attention, she could be caught

didn’t dare to take

curled up his lips into

alone. You can never escape

was under

Florence tightened his body.

be Benjamin’s man, secretly