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 now?” he mumbled and

watched him

Ernest was hiding in her bedroom and almost found by Stanford, the latter wanted to call the doctor

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

at Benjamin

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

on my body. When I’m in trouble, the signal

the

looking at

you mention it

didn’t hope you could get in touch with

try to call different phones continuously

she could

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

She calmed herself down.

chip expose your location

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

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

could change the car

and asked solemnly, stressing each syllable,

kind of chip was embedded under the

his skin, for her

at his tummy. “It’s in

it?” Florence

appendix cut

was not under the

mouth corners twitched fiercely. She

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

to cut it open, he would be

to a doctor, there would be an outsider.

him, so his men had already caught up with them already

didn’t pay any attention, she could

to take

panic, Benjamin curled up his lips into a happy smile,

are alone. You can

was under his

Florence tightened his body.

that everyone surrounding them could be Benjamin’s man, secretly waiting for the