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.

The signal is back. So weird. Why was it gone just now?” he mumbled

him recede,

and almost found by Stanford, the latter wanted to call the doctor but Ernest used some means

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

looked over at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

“There’s an intelligent chip on my body. When I’m in

enough, the

frowned deeply, looking

didn’t you mention

curled his lips and said naturally, “I didn’t hope you could get in touch

try to call different

that she

a broken 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

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

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

change the car to escape,

approached him and asked solemnly, stressing each syllable, “Where

of chip was embedded under the

would be quite bloody to cut off his skin, for her freedom and safety, Florence was willing to do

his

Florence was

cut before, so the chip was put

not under the skin but inside

twitched fiercely.

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

forced to cut it open, he would

him to a doctor, there would be an outsider.

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

pay any attention,

didn’t dare to take

her panic, Benjamin curled up his lips into a

are alone. You can

was under his control

Florence tightened his body.

surrounding them could be Benjamin’s man, secretly