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.

it gone just now?” he mumbled and redialed the number to continue

watched him recede, frowning

the latter wanted to call the doctor but Ernest used some means to block the signal in her

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

looked over at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

of lying, he answered indifferently, “There’s an intelligent chip on my body. When I’m

enough, the signal was

deeply, looking at Benjamin

you mention

and said naturally, “I didn’t

to call different

she could

he was like a broken toy now. If she kicked him in anger, he probably would die directly. She had to suppress her

She calmed herself down.

your chip

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

gritted her teeth. She had guessed that there was a GPS in Benjamin’s car.

the car to escape, but

him and asked solemnly, stressing each syllable, “Where

embedded

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

pointed at his tummy.

Florence was

“I’ve had my appendix cut

not under the

twitched fiercely. She looked

take out the chip but she dared

If she forced to cut it open, he would be

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

GPS on him, so his men had

any attention, she could be

to take the

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

You can never escape from

under his

Florence tightened his body.

everyone surrounding them could be Benjamin’s man, secretly waiting for the chance to take