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.

signal is back. So weird. Why was it gone just now?” he

watched him recede,

bedroom and almost found by Stanford, the latter

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

looked over at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

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

the

frowned deeply, looking

didn’t you mention

“I didn’t hope you

try to call different phones continuously and enjoyed the

wished that she could

If she kicked him in anger, he probably

She calmed herself down.

function, can your chip expose your location as

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

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

could change the car

him and asked solemnly, stressing each syllable,

embedded under

his skin,

pointed at his tummy. “It’s

it?” Florence

“I’ve had my appendix cut before, so

not under the skin

fiercely.

his skin to take out the chip but

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

there would be an outsider.

so his men had

any attention, she could be

to

Florence’s pale face and her panic, Benjamin curled up his lips into a happy

You can never escape from

was under his

Florence tightened his body.

felt that everyone surrounding them could be Benjamin’s man, secretly waiting for