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.

just now?” he mumbled and redialed the number to

watched him recede,

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

blocked, so she couldn’t make the phone call at

at

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

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

the

frowned deeply, looking

didn’t you mention it

didn’t hope you could get in touch with

to call different phones continuously and enjoyed the

wished that she

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

She calmed herself down.

your chip expose

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise, he also had such a thing on

the car to escape, but

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

such kind of chip was embedded under

would be quite bloody to cut off his skin,

pointed at his tummy. “It’s

it?” Florence was

frankly explained, “I’ve had my appendix cut before, so the chip was put

not under the skin

fiercely. She looked

to take out the chip but she

If she forced to cut it open, he

a doctor, there would be an outsider. Benjamin probably would make some

he had GPS on him, so his men had

she didn’t pay any attention, she

to take

and her panic, Benjamin curled

can

under

Florence tightened his body.

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