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 now?” he mumbled and

watched him recede, frowning

and almost found by Stanford, the latter wanted to call the

wondered if the signal around her was blocked,

at

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

my body. When I’m in

enough, the signal was

deeply, looking at Benjamin

didn’t you mention it

said naturally, “I didn’t

try to call different phones continuously and

she could

toy now. If she kicked him in anger, he probably would

She calmed herself down.

your chip expose your

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

car. However, much to

change the car to escape, but

asked solemnly, stressing each

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

to cut off his skin, for her freedom and safety,

pointed at his tummy. “It’s in

Florence was

had my appendix cut before, so the chip was put in

not under the skin but inside his

twitched fiercely. She

to cut off his skin to take out the chip but she

doctor. If she forced to cut it open, he would

there would be an outsider. Benjamin probably would make

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

she didn’t pay any attention, she could be caught

dare to take the

curled up his lips

alone. You can never

under his control

Florence tightened his body.

she felt that everyone surrounding them could be Benjamin’s