My Wife Is So Sweet (Natalia Dawson) novel Chapter 732

Chapter 732 Plan B

Natalia winked at Nancy when she finished speaking.

Nancy had been her bodyguard for a long time. In recent years, except for the time she spent at home, Nancy had stayed with her all the time.

Thus, the two knew each other very well.

Seeing her wink, Nancy immediately understood what she meant to say.

She was telling Nancy that this would also work.

Now the two men were separated, they could subdue them one by one.

If two women were to handle two men at the same time, they would probably fail because they would worry about each other.

But if the two men were separated, things would be different. These two men were obviously lustful. Besides, Natalia and Nancy had both learned about fighting.

Even though Natalia couldn't win by strength, she had the most deadly weapon - her beauty.

So she was not afraid.

Now this man was willing to take her to the toilet, she could find a chance to overcome him.

After that, she could find something to tie him up or simply knock him out.

Then, she would sneak back and help Nancy take down the other man.

This plan was actually much more feasible than the first plan.

Hence, it was not necessarily a bad thing that this man offered to take her to the toilet.

After picking up Natalia's hint, Nancy sat down in relief.

She also managed a smile and said, "Take care."

"Yeah."

Natalia nodded. Then, under the stunned gazed of the other man, she followed his brother's lead and went away.

Probably just to prevent Natalia from running away, that man had stubbornly held her hand since they left the car.

With her hand clamped by his, Natalia trudged behind him.

Since the other man could still see them, she dared not take any action yet.

However, she heedfully noticed a suspicious detail.

When she was in Sammy's house, she observed his and his wife's hand.

They were peasants working in the field. Plus, they didn't care to use lotion. As a result, their hands were coarse.

But this man's hand was not like theirs. Though it was callused, the callus was clearly not caused by working in the field.

"It's more likely to be caused by... holding a wheel, or perhaps a gun?"

This thought gave Natalia quite a turn.

After all, who would have thought that a man living in a remote town who could only get a wife through human trafficking actually had such thick callus caused by holding guns?

Natalia's heart instantly leaped to her throat.

Her instinct told her that the man before him was not just a villager.

Her plan might not keep up with the changes again.

However, since the man had not revealed his real identity, she wouldn't point it out herself.

She continued to follow him sheepishly. But her body was tense, ready to attack at any moment.

They soon came to a deserted patch of land.

This place was very ideal. There was a big tree that one could get one's arms around with waist-length weeds around.

If a person crouched down in the weeds, others on the outside wouldn't be able to see him.

The man let go of Natalia's hand and said, "Well, this is the toilet."

But Natalia merely stood there motionlessly.

The man arched one eyebrow, gazing at her.

"What are you waiting for?"

Natalia blushed.