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 now?” he mumbled and redialed the number to continue his

watched him

the latter wanted to

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

over at Benjamin

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

answered indifferently, “There’s an intelligent chip on my

enough, the

looking

you

didn’t hope you could get

her try to call different phones continuously and enjoyed the

that she could

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

She calmed herself down.

this function, can your chip

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

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

change the car

approached him and asked solemnly, stressing each syllable,

kind of chip was embedded

off his skin, for her freedom

at his tummy. “It’s

it?” Florence

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

the skin but inside

twitched fiercely.

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

to cut

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

his men had already caught up with them already in

didn’t pay any attention,

to take

noticing Florence’s pale face and her panic, Benjamin curled up his lips into a happy

can

was under

Florence tightened his body.

surrounding them could be Benjamin’s man, secretly