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.

was it gone just now?”

watched him recede, frowning

that back then, when 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

blocked, so she couldn’t make the

looked over at Benjamin with

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

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

enough, the

frowned deeply, looking at Benjamin

you

didn’t hope you

call different phones continuously and

she could

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

She calmed herself down.

your chip expose

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

She had guessed that there was a GPS in Benjamin’s car. However, much to her surprise, he also had such

car to escape,

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

chip was embedded under the skin of one’s

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

pointed at his tummy. “It’s

it?” Florence was

frankly explained, “I’ve had my appendix cut before, so the chip was

the skin but inside his

twitched fiercely. She looked slightly

the chip but she dared not to cut his belly

wasn’t a doctor. If she forced to cut it open, he

there would be an outsider. Benjamin

so his men had already

didn’t pay any attention, she could

dare to take

curled up his lips into a

alone. You can never escape from

was under his control

Florence tightened his body.

that everyone surrounding them could be Benjamin’s