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.

was it gone just now?” he

watched him recede, frowning

was hiding in her bedroom and almost found by Stanford, the latter wanted to call the doctor but Ernest used some

her was blocked, so she couldn’t make the

over at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

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

the

frowned deeply, looking at

didn’t you

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

watched her try to call

she could kick

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

She calmed herself down.

chip expose your location as

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 had such a thing on

change the car

stressing each syllable, “Where

chip was embedded under

it would be quite bloody to cut off his skin, for her freedom

pointed at his tummy.

it?” Florence was

had my appendix cut before, so the chip was

was not under the skin but

twitched fiercely. She

out the chip but

to cut it open, he

doctor, there would be an

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

she didn’t pay any attention, she could be

didn’t dare to take the

face and her panic, Benjamin curled

can never escape

was under his control

Florence tightened his body.

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