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.

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

watched him recede,

and almost found by Stanford, the latter

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

at Benjamin

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 is

enough, the

frowned deeply, looking at

didn’t you mention it

didn’t hope you

her try to call different phones continuously and enjoyed

she

toy now. If she kicked him in anger, he probably would die

She calmed herself down.

function, can your chip expose your location

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

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

car to escape, but

approached him and asked solemnly, stressing each

chip was embedded under the skin of

would be quite bloody to cut off his skin, for her freedom and safety, Florence

his

it?” Florence was

cut

was not under the skin

twitched fiercely. She

out the chip but she dared not to cut his

she forced to cut it

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

men had already caught up with them already

pay any attention,

didn’t dare to take the

Benjamin curled up his lips into a happy smile, looking

are alone. You can

under his

Florence tightened his body.

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