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.

weird. Why was it gone just now?” he mumbled and redialed the number to

him recede,

and almost found by Stanford, the latter wanted

blocked, so

at

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

on my body.

enough, the signal was

frowned deeply, looking at

didn’t you mention it

said naturally, “I didn’t hope you could get

watched her try to call different phones continuously and enjoyed

she

in anger, he probably would die directly. She had to suppress her

She calmed herself down.

can your chip expose your location

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

car. However, much to her surprise, he

could change the car

stressing each syllable, “Where is

such kind of chip was embedded under the skin

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

pointed at his

Florence was

had my appendix cut before,

was not under the skin but

twitched fiercely. She looked

take out the chip but she dared not to cut his belly

forced to cut it open, he would be

pushed him to a doctor, there would be an outsider. Benjamin

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

any attention,

to take the

noticing Florence’s pale face and her panic, Benjamin curled

You can

under his control

Florence tightened his body.

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