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

watched him

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

wondered if the signal around her was blocked, so she couldn’t make the

looked over at Benjamin

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

an intelligent chip on my body. When I’m in trouble, the signal around me is

enough, the

frowned deeply, looking

you mention

said naturally, “I didn’t hope you could

call different phones continuously and enjoyed

that she could kick

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

She calmed herself down.

function, can your chip

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

her teeth. She had guessed that there was a GPS in Benjamin’s car. However, much

change the car to escape, but

stressing each syllable, “Where is the

was embedded under the skin of

quite bloody to cut off his skin, for her freedom and safety, Florence was willing to

at his tummy. “It’s

it?” Florence was

my appendix cut before, so the chip

was not under the skin but

twitched fiercely.

to take out the chip but

a doctor. If she forced to cut

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

GPS on him, so his men had already caught up with them

she didn’t pay any attention,

dare to take

pale face and her panic, Benjamin curled up his lips into a happy smile,

You can

was under his control

Florence tightened his body.

she felt that everyone surrounding them could be Benjamin’s man,