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.

The signal is back. So weird. Why was it gone just

watched him recede,

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

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

at Benjamin

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

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

enough, the signal was

looking at

didn’t you mention it

didn’t hope you

to call different phones continuously and enjoyed

she could kick

him in anger, he probably would die directly. She had

She calmed herself down.

can your chip expose your

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

there was a GPS in Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise,

change the car to escape,

approached him and asked solemnly, stressing each syllable,

of chip was embedded under the skin of

his skin, for her

pointed at his tummy.

it?” Florence

had my appendix cut before, so

was not under the skin but inside his

fiercely. She looked slightly

out the chip but she dared not to cut his

doctor. If she forced to cut

be an outsider. Benjamin probably would make some trouble and escape from

he had GPS on him, so his men had already

she didn’t pay any attention, she

didn’t dare to take the

pale face and her panic, Benjamin curled up his lips

can never escape from

was under

Florence tightened his body.

could be Benjamin’s