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.

The signal is back. So weird. Why was it gone just now?” he mumbled and redialed the number to continue his

watched 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

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

at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

indifferently, “There’s an intelligent chip on my body. When I’m in trouble, the

the signal was

frowned deeply, looking

you

didn’t hope you could get in

watched her try to call different phones continuously

she could kick

in anger,

She calmed herself down.

can your chip expose your location

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

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

car to

approached him and asked solemnly, stressing each syllable, “Where

such kind of chip was embedded under the

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

his tummy.

it?” Florence

my appendix cut before, so the chip was put in

was not under the skin

twitched fiercely. She

out the

forced to cut it open, he would

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

so his men had already caught

didn’t pay any attention,

to take

her panic, Benjamin curled up his lips into a happy smile, looking

You can

was under

Florence tightened his body.

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