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?”

him

found by Stanford, the latter wanted to call

was blocked, so she couldn’t make the

looked over at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

chip on my body. When I’m in trouble, the

enough, the signal was

deeply, looking at Benjamin

didn’t you mention it

lips and said naturally, “I didn’t hope

call different phones continuously

wished that she could kick

If she kicked him in anger, he probably would die directly.

She calmed herself down.

this function, can your chip expose your location as

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

in Benjamin’s car. However, much to her

could change the car to escape,

him and asked solemnly, stressing each

chip was embedded under the skin

to cut off his skin,

pointed at his tummy.

Florence

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

the skin

fiercely. She looked

take out the chip but she dared not to

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

there would be an outsider. Benjamin probably

had GPS on him, so his men had already caught up with them

she didn’t pay any attention, she

dare to take

her panic, Benjamin curled up his

can never escape from

was under his control

Florence tightened his body.

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