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 mumbled

watched 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

blocked, so she couldn’t make the phone call at

at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

on my body. When I’m in trouble, the

enough, the signal

deeply, looking

you mention it

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

watched her try to call different phones

she

If she kicked him in anger, he probably

She calmed herself down.

this function, can your chip expose

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

teeth. 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 the

such kind of chip was embedded under the skin of one’s

off his skin, for her freedom

pointed at his tummy. “It’s in

it?” Florence was

had my appendix cut before, so the chip was put in

the skin but inside

corners twitched fiercely. She looked slightly

his skin to take out the chip but she dared not to cut his belly

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

a doctor, there would be an outsider. Benjamin probably would make some

so his men had already caught up with them

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

to

face and her panic, Benjamin curled up

alone. You can never escape from

under his

Florence tightened his body.

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