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.

So weird. Why was it gone just

watched him recede,

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

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

at Benjamin

Benjamin’s expression slightly changed.

an intelligent chip on my body. When I’m in trouble, the signal around me is

enough, the signal

deeply, looking

didn’t you mention

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

he watched her try to call different phones

she could kick

him in

She calmed herself down.

this function, can your chip expose your

Benjamin calmly nodded. “Yes.”

teeth. She had guessed that there was a GPS in Benjamin’s car.

could change the car

stressing

kind of chip was embedded under the skin

skin, for her freedom and safety, Florence

at his tummy.

it?” Florence was

explained, “I’ve had my appendix cut

the skin

twitched fiercely. She looked slightly

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

If she forced to cut it open, he would

him to a doctor, there would be an outsider.

men had already caught up with them

didn’t pay any attention, she could

dare to take the

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

are alone. You can never escape

was under his

Florence tightened his body.

could be Benjamin’s