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.

So weird. Why was it gone just now?” he mumbled and redialed the number to continue

him recede,

bedroom and almost found by Stanford, the latter

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

looked over at

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

intelligent chip on my body. When I’m in trouble, the signal around me is

the signal was

looking at Benjamin

you mention it

and said naturally, “I didn’t

her try to call different phones continuously

that she could

If she kicked him in anger, he probably

She calmed herself down.

chip expose your

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

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

could change the car to escape,

and asked solemnly, stressing each syllable,

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

be quite bloody to cut off his skin, for

at his tummy. “It’s

Florence was

frankly explained, “I’ve had my appendix cut

the skin but

corners twitched fiercely. She

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

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

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

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

any attention, she

to

curled up his lips into a happy smile,

are alone. You can never escape

was under his

Florence tightened his body.

she felt that everyone surrounding them could be Benjamin’s