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

watched him recede, frowning

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

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

over at

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

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

enough, the signal

frowned deeply, looking

you mention it

“I didn’t hope you

he watched her try to call different phones continuously and

that she

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

She calmed herself down.

chip

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

a GPS in Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise,

change the car to escape, but

asked solemnly, stressing each syllable, “Where is

kind of chip was embedded under

skin, for her freedom and safety, Florence

at his

it?” Florence

“I’ve had my appendix cut before, so the

under the skin but inside his

corners twitched fiercely. She looked slightly

to cut off his skin to take out the chip but she dared not

doctor. If she forced to cut it open,

be an outsider.

so his men had already caught up with

pay any attention, she could be caught

to take the

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

can never

was under his control

Florence tightened his body.

could be Benjamin’s man, secretly waiting for the chance to