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.

gone just now?” he mumbled and

him

Stanford, the latter wanted to call

the signal around her was blocked, so she

over at Benjamin

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

of lying, he answered indifferently, “There’s an intelligent chip on my body. When I’m in trouble,

the signal was

deeply, looking

you

lips and said naturally, “I didn’t hope you could get

to call different phones continuously and enjoyed

that she could kick

he was like a broken toy now. If she kicked him in anger, he probably would die

She calmed herself down.

can your chip expose your

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

teeth. She had guessed that there was a GPS in Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise, he also

change the car

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

such kind of chip was embedded under the skin

skin, for her freedom and safety, Florence

pointed at his tummy. “It’s

Florence

explained, “I’ve had my appendix cut before, so the

the

twitched fiercely. She looked

out the chip but she dared not to cut his belly

wasn’t a doctor. If she forced to cut it open,

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

so his men had already

any attention, she

didn’t dare to

her panic, Benjamin curled up his lips into a happy

You can never

under

Florence tightened his body.

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