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.

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

him

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

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

over at Benjamin

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

answered indifferently, “There’s an intelligent chip on my body. When I’m in trouble, the signal around me is

enough, the

frowned deeply, looking at Benjamin

didn’t you mention

and said naturally, “I didn’t hope you

try to call

that she could

a broken toy now. If she kicked him in anger, he probably would die directly. She had to

She calmed herself down.

this function, can your chip expose your

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

was a GPS in Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise, he also had such

change the car to escape,

approached him and asked solemnly, stressing each

kind of chip was embedded under the skin of

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

pointed at his tummy. “It’s in

Florence was

appendix cut before, so the chip was put

not under the skin but inside his

fiercely. She looked

the chip but she dared not to

wasn’t a doctor. If she forced to

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

GPS on him, so his men

attention, she could

didn’t dare to take the

pale face and her panic, Benjamin curled up his

are alone. You can never

under his control

Florence tightened his body.

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