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 his

him recede, frowning

Ernest was hiding in her bedroom and almost found by Stanford, the latter wanted to call the doctor but Ernest used some means to block the signal in

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

over at

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

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

the signal

frowned deeply, looking at Benjamin

didn’t you

lips and said naturally, “I didn’t hope

call different

that she could kick

If she kicked him in anger, he probably would die directly. She had to suppress her

She calmed herself down.

can your chip expose your

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

was a GPS in Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise, he

could change the car to escape, but

stressing

embedded under the skin of

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

pointed at his tummy. “It’s

Florence

frankly explained, “I’ve had my appendix cut before, so the

not under the skin but

twitched fiercely. She

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

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

doctor, there would be an outsider. Benjamin probably

GPS on him, so his men had already caught up

didn’t pay any attention, she could

to

Benjamin curled up his lips into

can never escape

was under his control

Florence tightened his body.

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