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.

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

him

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

blocked, so she

over at Benjamin

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

my body. When I’m in trouble, the signal around

enough, the

looking at

you mention

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

try to call different phones continuously

that she could

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

She calmed herself down.

can your chip expose your

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

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

the car

stressing each syllable, “Where is the

chip was embedded under the skin of

quite bloody to cut off his skin,

at his

it?” Florence was

appendix cut before, so the

not under the skin but inside his

fiercely. She looked

off his skin to take out the chip but she

If she forced to cut it open, he would

an outsider.

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

didn’t pay any attention, she could be caught

didn’t dare to

curled up his lips into a happy smile,

are alone. You can

under his

Florence tightened his body.

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