The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)
Chapter 1234

Nathaniel felt dizzy when he woke up. He looked at the layout of the room and soon realized something. He gave a cold stare. The people guarding outside did not dare to approach the room at all as they were afraid that Nathaniel would really kill them.

Nathaniel stretched over his body before he opened the door of the room. When he was about to step outside, he caught sight of Rita and Wisdom walking toward him. "Daddy."

Wisdom's tone was not loud and he didn't even dare to look into Nathaniel's eyes.

Rita looked much more composed than usual. She did not speak but leaned closer to him instead.

Nathaniel looked behind them and realized that both Zion and Mango were nowhere to be seen. He immediately asked, "Where's Zion and your Mommy?"

The oppressive power that he had unleashed instantly caused both Rita and Wisdom to feel tension.

Just when Wisdom was about to tell him something, he could hear the reply from Rita, "Zion was injured. Sisella has stabbed his chest and caused him to bleed too much so Mommy brought him to the hospital. Also, Mommy contacted the doctor and blood bank immediately. Then, she asked us to come back to accompany you."

Nathaniel barely control his intention of killing people at the moment.

"Where's Sisella then?"

"Mommy has asked someone to send her back. She'll be here soon."

Nathaniel took a deep breath. Although he wasn't in fury, people could hardly breathe under his oppressive aura.

"Wisdom, take Rita to the room."

"Where're you going, daddy?"

Wisdom was afraid that Nathaniel would go out and do something irrational.

The task Mommy had given to him was to watch over Nathaniel.

Nathaniel gave him a cold stare which made Wisdom feel extremely nervous, but he still stood stubbornly in front of Nathaniel to try and stop him.

"Lemme go and take a look at Sisella. Don't worry,

I won't cause any trouble. You may take your sister to the room first."

"Okay."

Wisdom could read a trace of somber in Nathaniel's eyes.

He brought Rita back to the room.

Rita was slightly worried. She intended to follow him but Nathaniel had sent someone to confine her in the the room.

It was inappropriate for children to witness some scenes.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel asked coldly, "Where's she?"

"She's placed in the dungeon."

Nathaniel immediately walked toward the dungeon.

He was sure that Mango would definitely make a good arrangement for Zion. He wouldn't be able to do anything for his son even if he went over at the moment. How he wished Sisella would be torn apart in her collective rage right at the moment.

Meanwhile, Sisella was in so much pain that her entire body was twitching. She wanted to get someone to stop her bleeding and treat her, but her jaw had been dislocated and she could say nothing.

She could only lie on the cold ground like a cripple, and the humid air was filled with a scent of blood.

Where was Bernard?

Didn't he say he would send someone to pick her up?

Why hadn't he come to her rescue yet?

Sisella was waiting yet she felt nervous.

Just at the time, the door creaked open.

Sisella immediately became tense.

She was subconsciously nervous the moment she saw Nathaniel.

Even if she knew that she was related to the man, she could still feel the dread deep down her heart.

She stared straight at Nathaniel with her big eyes and had struggled to plead him for mercy, but in vain.

Nathaniel had thought of meeting Sisella countless times before, but little did he expect that she would be in such a condition.

Her bones protruded due to her broken limbs, while her facial features were distorted and her jaw had been dislocated. Her hair had covered half her face which had tears and mud, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

She was skinnier.

That was Nathaniel's first impression of her.

Nathaniel slowly walked toward Sisella and looked straight at her without saying anything.

He could still recall Sisella's weeping look when they were children.

At that time, the training was too tough. Sisella's body was covered with bruises that she would only cry at a place where nobody noticed her. She was filled with recalcitrant during that time yet she refused to give in.

He could still remember the moment when he handed her the ointment. The little girl looked at him timidly and said, "Mr. Ye, you can rest assured that I will learn some good skills to protect your safety one day. I'll never disappoint you for the kindness that you offer to me today."

They had became a family at that time, but everything had changed.

It wasn't Sisella's first time betraying him. However, he often thought that she was his kin and they were blood-related, hence he kept her alive. Regrettably, it turned out that he was too softhearted. Nathaniel fixed Sisella's jaw with his hands.

"Nathaniel, I didn't mean it. I really didn't deliberately hurt Zion. It's Mango! All of this happened because of her! If she didn't try to kill me, I wouldn't have hurt Zion by accident. He's my nephew after all! How can I do that to him? Nathaniel, you have to trust me! Please trust me! Look at me, it's because of Mango. That vixen has broken my hands and legs while I'm still pregnant! Nathaniel, I'm still conceiving the only bloodline of the Powell family after all!"

Tears flowed down from her cheek as Sisella wailed as if she had really suffered great grievance.

A glimmer of sorrow flashed across Nathaniel's heart.

Sisi was once a simple and virtuous young lady! Even though she had betrayed him, she did it for Newell and also her love. Well, look at the transformation of Sisi right at the moment. She was totally a different person.

She had almost killed Newell!

Right now, she was obviously the offender yet she accused Mango of hurting her.

When had Sisi, who used to be simple and naive, become a liar?

There was a strange feeling lingering in Nathaniel's heart. He could only feel melancholy.

He spoke faintly.

"Sisi, you have grown up with me since you were a kid. You should know that I'm actually a cruel person, but I'm benevolent toward you. Are you still able to discern rights and wrongs in your heart? Do you still care about our kinship? Zion is merely a child, whom you used to protect in your arms. Have you ever thought that he was also your kinship when you hurt him?"

Nathaniel rarely spoke so much to Sisella, but his remarks immediately made Sisella feel uneasy.

"As I said, Nathaniel, I didn't mean it. It's because of Mango...Ouch!"

Before she could finish her words, Nathaniel had already grabbed her long hair. The force he used seemed to pull her scalp off, forcing Sisella to look up at Nathaniel's eyes.

They were cold and ruthless. It seemed like he was looking at a stranger.

Sisella abruptly felt as if something was stuck in her throat, and she didn't manage to say a word.

"Nathaniel, I..."

"Do you still remember that I'm your brother? Do you still have any conscience when you attack my people and Zion? Sisi, how dare you kill Newell who was your beloved man? Do you feel delightful when you killed him?"

Upon hearing the words, Sisella's heart suddenly ached.

Newell's unbelieving stare and the scene in which he fell into a pool of blood had come to her mind, yet he still dragged her trousers and said, "Sisi, you've done wrong. Can you please repent now?" What had she done during that time?

She left Newell, in spite of the fact that he was bleeding profusely.

Right!

He used to be her beloved. He was the man she once intended to protect for the rest of her life. However, how did he treat her?

"He deserved to die after treating my mother this way! He knew about the consequence of handing over my mother to Lebanon but he did it anyway. Did he ever regard me as his wife? He helped Mango monitor me and he didn't even utter a single word when Mango sent me to the International Prison. I'm his wife and I'm still conceiving the kid of the Powell family. Did he care about my feelings? Did he know what had I suffered while I was locked up inside? He once said that he would protect me, pamper me and love me for the rest of his life. Well, what happened to me in the end? I was sent to the International Prison and I've to pretend to commit suicide only to make him pay a visit to me. Why should I keep such a man?"

Sisella's eyes were filled with both anger and reluctance but Nathaniel knew that she would no longer repent herself.

"You've neglected Newell's love for you. You care only about your feelings and you never care about Newell's life. You felt that Newell didn't care about your mother, but think about how she commited those deeds toward him? As his wife, have you ever said something to comfort Newell? Sisella, people in this world will only treat you wholeheartedly when you reciprocate it. Nobody owes you anything. You're reaping what you sow by being locked up inside the International Prison. Newell is considered a good man whereby he still managed to wait for your reformation. Do you think that him ignoring your wrong deeds is love?"

"Yes. He will protect me if he loves me, even if he has to be against you, but he didn't so he deserves to die!"

Sisella's eyes were filled with madness.

Nathaniel knew that it was a waste of time to speak with her.

"Ha-ha, you really deserve to die too."

"What?"

Sisella suddenly became somewhat dreadful. However, a dagger instantly appeared in Nathaniel's hand before she could say anything. She looked anxiously at the incredibly sharp dagger which unleashed a cold light.

"Nathaniel, I'm your own sister! Are you going to kill me too after you've killed both our father and also my mother? Aren't you afraid of karma? You'll kill your entire family for Mango. What a coward!" Sisella was trembling all over while looking at Nathaniel playing with the dagger in his hand. She could hear him say plainly, "Why would I leave any good intention to those wicked family members who have schemed against me my whole life? Well, I only know that my wife and my children are being bullied now. I don't deserve to be a man if I'm not able to seek justice for them. Since you have decided to be Bernard's puppet, you shall be mentally prepared to endure my anger."

After saying that, Nathaniel stabbed Sisella's chest.

Overwhelmed by intense pain, Sisella almost fainted. However, Nathaniel was skilled, and his stab was just one centimeter away from her heart.

Fresh red blood spurted out instantly.

Nathaniel took out his phone and captured several pictures of Sisella before sending them to Lebanon.

"Send these photos to Bernard and tell him that he will be next!"