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.

it gone just now?” he mumbled and redialed the number

him

and almost found by Stanford, the latter

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

at

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

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

the signal was

looking at Benjamin

didn’t you

“I didn’t hope you could get in touch with

to call different

wished that she could

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

She calmed herself down.

this function, can your chip expose

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

in Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise, he also

could change the car

asked solemnly, stressing each

kind of chip was embedded under the skin of one’s

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

his tummy. “It’s

Florence

appendix cut before, so the chip

not under the skin

corners twitched fiercely.

cut off his skin to take out the chip but she

If she forced to

be an outsider. Benjamin probably would make some trouble and escape

had GPS on him, so his men had

pay any attention, she could be caught

didn’t dare to take

Florence’s pale face and her panic, Benjamin curled up his

are alone. You can never

was under

Florence tightened his body.

everyone surrounding them could be Benjamin’s