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

him recede,

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

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

looked over at Benjamin

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

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

the signal

looking at

didn’t you mention it

lips and said naturally, “I didn’t

he watched her try to call

that she

a broken toy now. If she kicked him in anger, he probably would die directly.

She calmed herself down.

this function, can your chip expose

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

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

could change the car to escape,

solemnly, stressing each syllable,

of chip was embedded

cut off his skin,

pointed at his tummy. “It’s in

it?” Florence

“I’ve had my appendix cut before,

under the skin but inside his

corners twitched fiercely. She looked slightly

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

a doctor. If she forced to cut

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

him, so his men had already caught up

pay any attention, she could be

to take

curled

can never escape from

under

Florence tightened his body.

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