Chapter 1207

The Mysterious Abode

A tanned woman dressed in a housekeeper’s attire opened Natalie’s room door and walked in. She
smiled at Natalie and said in Ustranian, “Madam, you’re awake.”

Madam?

The frown on Natalie’s face deepened.

Why is she calling me “Madam”? Does she know I’m married?

Natalie’s gaze drifted toward the ring finger on her left hand. The diamond ring sat snugly on her finger,
glinting as it caught the light.

I guess the housekeeper called me “Madam” because she saw my ring.

Consequently, Natalie did not think too much about the housekeeper’s address, though she remained
wary of the woman.

She clutched the curtain tightly and asked in Ustranian, “Where is this place?”

The housekeeper evidently understood Natalie’s question, though she shook her head in response.



Wondering if she had been too soft, Natalie repeated her question, only to receive the same mute
response from the housekeeper.

Natalie realized then that the housekeeper was purposely keeping her in the dark about their location.

When the housekeeper next spoke, she asked, “Madam, are you hungry? I’ve prepared your favorite
Chanaean cuisine.”



Natalie would be lying if she said she was not hungry. However, she did not think she could stomach
anything in the mysterious abode.

What if something’s wrong with the food? I need to figure out where I am and who brought me here. Oh
God, I wonder how Shane’s coping.

She had been brought away from the stadium at night. It was now daytime. At least half a day had
passed since she last saw Shane, maybe even days if she had been unconscious for that long.

Shane must be anxiously tracking me down. I don’t know how he’ll feel when he sees me, but dear God,
I miss him so much.

“Madam?” the housekeeper prompted after spying Natalie biting her lip in sorrow.

Natalie took a deep breath to recollect herself and replied, “I know. You may head down first. I’ll be there
in a while.”

She needed to continue scouting for clues to her whereabouts, after all.

“Sure.” The housekeeper heeded her orders and left.

Natalie heaved a sigh of relief, grateful that the housekeeper had not waited to head downstairs with her.
She was not done examining the room for clues, and the housekeeper’s presence complicated her
investigative efforts.

Natalie rubbed her temples to soothe her tension before exploring the room. She paid extra attention to
the furniture labels.

Some labels mentioned the country of manufacture, which would give her insights into her location.

After taking a turn about the room, Natalie was confident that she was in Nalanica.



Most of the furniture labels indicated Nalanica as the country of manufacture.

While there was always the possibility of the homeowner being an avid fan of Nalanica-made furniture,
Natalie’s gut instinct told her that it was a long shot.

I can draw a firmer conclusion once I’ve explored downstairs.

She rubbed her palms nervously before opening the room door.

Hand railings stood outside her room instead of another room door like traditional villas.

She confirmed the villa’s small size based on its interior architecture.

When Natalie approached the hand railings and looked down, she determined that her room was on the
third floor. She could see straight to the living room, where the housekeeper who had spoken to her
earlier was filling a vase with fresh water.

As though sensing Natalie’s gaze, the housekeeper lifted her head and smiled at her. “Madam, you
should come down soon. Lunch is ready.”

Lunch?




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