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?”

him recede,

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

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

over at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

an intelligent chip on my

enough, the signal was

looking at Benjamin

didn’t you mention it

didn’t hope you could get in

her try to call different

that she could kick

she kicked him in anger, he probably would die directly. She had to suppress her

She calmed herself down.

function, can your chip expose

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

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

car to

stressing each syllable,

kind of chip was embedded under the skin of

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

pointed at his tummy. “It’s in

Florence was

“I’ve had my appendix cut before, so the chip was put in

was not under the

twitched fiercely. She looked slightly

the chip but she dared

forced to

there would be an outsider. Benjamin probably would

he had GPS on him, so his men had already

didn’t pay any attention, she could be caught

didn’t dare to take the

curled up his

can never

under

Florence tightened his body.

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