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

him recede, frowning

Stanford, the latter wanted to call the doctor but Ernest used some means to block the

around her was blocked, so she couldn’t make the phone call

at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

“There’s an intelligent chip on my body.

enough, the

frowned deeply, looking

you mention

“I didn’t hope

her try to call

wished that she could kick

in anger, he probably would die directly. She had to suppress

She calmed herself down.

function, can your chip expose your location

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise, he also

change the car to

him and asked solemnly, stressing each syllable, “Where is

embedded under the

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

at his

Florence was

frankly explained, “I’ve had my appendix cut before,

the skin

mouth corners twitched fiercely. She looked slightly

take out the chip but she dared

to cut it open, he

an outsider. Benjamin probably would make

on him, so his men had already caught

pay any attention, she could be caught

to take the

curled

alone. You can never escape

under his

Florence tightened his body.

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