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.

Why was it gone just

watched him

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

was blocked, so

at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

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

enough, the signal was

looking

you mention it

“I didn’t hope you could

her try to call different phones continuously and

she could

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

She calmed herself down.

this function, can your chip expose your location as

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

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

change the car

stressing

such kind of chip was embedded

bloody to cut off his skin, for her freedom and

pointed at his

Florence was

cut before, so the chip

was not under the skin but inside

twitched fiercely. She

to take out the chip but she dared

If she forced to cut it

to a doctor, there would be an outsider. Benjamin probably

his men had already caught up with

she didn’t pay any attention, she

didn’t dare to take the

and her panic, Benjamin curled up his lips into a happy smile, looking quite

can

under his

Florence tightened his body.

be Benjamin’s man, secretly waiting