Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet?

Chapter 718 A Wild Guess

The room wasn't big with shabby furniture. Even the quilt on the bed was broken.

However, it was still way better than Flora's damp mud house.

Nancy closed the door carefully after she entered the room. Then she inclined to the door and listened

for a while.

She healed a sigh of relief only after ensuring that Sammy and his wife had gone downstairs for rest.

Then she took Natalia to her bed, and they sat down.

"Show me your wounds. How're you doing? I was terrified. I was freaking scared when I woke up

without you by my side!"

Nancy said, eyeing Natalia up and down.

Natalia let herself be examined for a while, and when she stopped Nancy and said, "I'm fine. I was

worried about you. I heard you broke your leg. How is it now? Is it bad?"

Natalia saw Nancy limping on her left leg as soon as she came in, and there seemed to be a big lump

underneath her pants.

Nancy said, "I'm fine. I fell on mountain rocks and broke my leg. I've reset it with their help. It's no big

deal, but it's going to take a while."

Natalia knew it must be severe upon hearing what Nancy said.

It was a fracture, not a dislocation. Traumas like that would take Nancy at least three months to get Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

recovered. Natalia knew Nancy only said that to ease her worry.

She fell in silent for a moment, patted her hand, and said, "Take a good rest. Now that we've found

each other, let's play it by ear. We'll eventually make it through."

Nancy nodded.

It was late. They didn't want to sit up all along, so they lay down together with their clothes on.

This was the most reassuring time Natalia had had in the past several days.

With Nancy's presence, she felt that she could handle all the situations no matter how dangerous they

were.

Then the two exchanged their information about the current situation.

Natalia told Nancy about the village and some other details.

Nancy told Natalia about things in this place, too.

Only then did Natalia know that the village was called Macchi Village. It was far more closed and

remote than Flora Village which she had stayed in.

There were no advanced vehicles or communications. Most people wouldn't leave this place all year

round.

They didn't need to go outside because they were self-sufficient.

Even if they couldn't find what they needed in the village, they could go to a grocery store dozens of

miles away. That place had almost everything.

They would get some of their farm produce there for the money.

However, Nancy had found something astonishing during her two days' stay in this inclusive village.

There were more men here than women.

Moreover, those women looked very dull and silent.

She had already come back to her senses when they rescued her on the mountain rocks.

Therefore, she had seen the faces of those they encountered on their way here.

They looked at her like an intruding monster.

They looked confused and dull. Nancy could also see sympathy in their eyes, which made her feel

uncomfortable.

But she couldn't figure out why they stared at her like that.

She hadn't been out for the past two days because of the fracture.

However, she couldn't live with Sammy and his wife, either.

Their gaze on her was just as creepy as others on the streets.

Nancy felt as if she weren't a human to them.

They looked at her like valuable items... or a domestic animal for sale.

She couldn't find a way to describe their look. She felt that unpleasant, creepy.

So, she has been waiting for Natalia.

She was sure they would come up with a good solution to all these together.

Only then Natalia knew that she wasn't the only one that had the feeling.

She felt creepy when she was in Flora Village.

Flora had saved her, which might seem nice; however, Flora called over a bunch of kids to look after

her, telling her that "she didn't want her to get lost."

She seldom got lost, and as an adult, she would never run around upon arriving at a new place.

Therefore, she had a feeling that Flora didn't call those kids over to look after her.

She was spying on Natalia.

However, Natalia felt it hard to protest because she was living in their place.

After all, it was her guess, and it would be embarrassing to point it out if that was not now she thought it

was.

Now that Nancy shared her feeling, she knew that it wasn't her speculation; it was true.

Natalia fell silent when thinking of that.

She looked at the void in the darkness and suddenly came up with an idea. "Nancy, are they all human

traffickers?"

Nancy was stunned.

She opened her eyes in disbelief.

"No... no way!"

Although Nancy had felt something weird about this, she hadn't thought that much.

Natalia sighed.

"I hope it's not, but based on what I've seen in the past two days and what you just told me, I think it is

quite possible."

"Then what should we do?"

Nancy used to be calm, but she could no longer keep it after hearing what Natalia just said.

She could fight, but they had no idea where this place was and couldn't find the way out. If this were a

village of human trafficking, it would be almost impossible for them to get out.

Natalia was silent for a while; then she shook her head.

"We'll take it one step at a time. Fortunately, I don't think they intended to hurt us. They didn't take

precautions because they thought we were two weak women, which is great. We'll need some time,

and let's move when you recover."

Nancy knew that she was telling the truth.

No matter who they were or what they wanted to do to them...

Her fracture was a major problem.

Even if they wanted to escape, they would have to wait until she recovered, or they would definitely fail.

Thinking of that, she closed her eyes and was ready to take a rest.

Natalia stopped talking. She was wondering what Archie might be doing now.

He must have been informed of the air crash. She wondered what he would do.

He was thousands of kilometers away from here. No way he could help them now, no matter how much

he wanted to save her, and no matter how influential he was.