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

him recede,

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

signal around her was blocked, so

over at Benjamin

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

“There’s an intelligent chip on my body. When I’m in

the

frowned deeply, looking at Benjamin

you

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

call different

that she could

a broken toy now. If she kicked him in anger, he probably

She calmed herself down.

can your chip expose

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise, he also had such a thing on

the car to escape,

asked solemnly, stressing

embedded under

cut off his skin, for her freedom and safety,

at his tummy.

Florence was

had my appendix cut before, so

under the skin but inside his

corners twitched fiercely.

take out the chip but she dared

doctor. If she forced to cut it open, he would

she pushed him to a doctor, there would be an outsider. Benjamin

on him, so his men

didn’t pay any attention, she could be

to take

noticing Florence’s pale face and her panic, Benjamin curled

You can never escape

under his control

Florence tightened his body.

be Benjamin’s man, secretly waiting for the