Chapter 242 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• Cornelia didn’t know how she ended up blurting out such personal stuff, her cheeks turning red I gotta go | She planned to video chat with her granny, but she turned her head to find a man in his thirties giving her the stink eye. His gaze gave her the creeps, so she got up to leave But the guy blocked her way, “Are you traveling alone?” Cornelia was on high alert, scanning her surroundings. “Can I help you?” The man took out his phone, I’m traveling alone too. Let’s exchange What**pp numbers. If you need company, you can hit me up.” “My friend is not far from here” The guy’s bad intentions were written all over his face, and he made no effort to hide them. Cornelia turned to leave, but the man grabbed her arm, “You’re here alone, so you must want to have some fun, right? Why are you playing hard to get?” Cornelia slightly squinted at the man’s hand on her wrist and spoke coldly.
• “Take your hand off me, or you’ll be sorry” Instead of letting go, the man gripped her arm tighter and tried to pull her towards him, “If you like the thrill, I can give you that ” Seizing the opportunity, Cornelia raised her leg and landed a hard hit on the man’s private parts. The man winced in pain and let go of her, cursing. “You bitch, you’re asking for it.” Cornelia would have loved to give him another kick, but she noticed a group of men heading towards them. The way they were looking at her gave her the chills. She realized they were probably together with the man to harass her. Cornelia turned and sprinted off, dialing 911 as she ran. The call was picked up quickly, and she reported her location clearly. It would take a while for the police to get there. She might be caught by the creeps before the police arrived, so she had to fend for herself. After the call, she yelled while running. “Help! Help! The men were gaining on her. “Stop running around. You’re still sick. Come back with us. Do you know your morn’s sick with worry?” There were plenty of tourists by the lake, but nobody stepped forward to help. Cornelia had seen this in the news before. Some criminals targeted loners, claiming they were family so that bystanders would turn a blind eye.
• She had also read about survival strategies Yelling for help was useless at this point, unless she could pull in some bystanders. As she ran, she glanced at the tourists out of the corner of her eye. She couldn’t ask for help from the elderly or children. She needed someone who could scare off the criminals Spotting two tall men taking photos, she dashed over and grabbed a camera from one of them. The man caught her, “What the heck are you doing?” Cornelia said, “I think the guys chasing me are human traffickers. I’ve called the police, they should be here soon. Can you guys help me buy some time? Don’t let them take me away The man whose camera she grabbed was still skeptical. There were many scammers out there, and he was worried it could be a trap, “Are you sure you don’t know them?”