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.

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

him recede, frowning

by Stanford, the latter wanted to call the doctor but Ernest used some means to block the signal in

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

looked over at

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

my

enough, the

frowned deeply, looking at

didn’t you mention

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

call different phones continuously and enjoyed

wished that she could kick

a broken toy now. If she kicked him in anger, he

She calmed herself down.

your chip expose your

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

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

could change the car

solemnly, stressing

embedded

would be quite bloody to cut off his skin, for

his tummy. “It’s in

it?” Florence

cut before,

the skin but inside his

corners twitched fiercely. She looked slightly

take out the

to

an outsider. Benjamin probably

he had GPS on him, so his men had already caught up

pay any attention, she could

didn’t dare to take the

face and her panic, Benjamin curled up

are alone. You can never

was under his

Florence tightened his body.

could be Benjamin’s man,