The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)
Chapter 1392

Priscilla was wearing his necklace!

The necklace that he thought had been thrown away was now on Priscilla's neck.

Tristan did not know how he should feel right now.

Didn't she say that she had forgotten him?

Didn't she say that she had lost her memories?

Then why was she wearing this necklace?

Having not seen this necklace for a few years, Tristan looked at it carefully, and his eyes were filled with tears when he found that it was indeed his.

He suppressed his emotions and quickly helped Priscilla into some fresh clothes before exiting the room.

Maya learned that Priscilla had fainted and wanted to enter, but was stopped by the guards at the door. Now that Tristan had come out, even if she was afraid of him, she stepped forward and asked, "Sir Tristan, what's wrong with the princess?"

"She just passed out. She's fine now."

Tristan looked at Maya and suddenly asked, "Where did she get the necklace on her neck?"

"Pardon?"

Maya was a little surprised because she had not expected Tristan to ask such a question. She was stunned briefly and shivered when Tristan's sharp and cold eyes hit her. She quickly said, "Her Highness has always carried that necklace with her. I don't know where she bought it. She has never changed the necklace since I started serving the princess."

"Really? Did she say what's so special about this necklace?"

Tristan was a little nervous.

However, Maya shook her head and said, "No, she didn't. But the princess cherishes that necklace very much. Once, the necklace was broken and lost. The princess had lost her temper and finally found it after searching for a whole night. Later, she had asked someone to repair it and no one ever touched it again."

Tristan's mood suddenly improved a lot.

Whether she remembered him or not, this one thing was enough to make him happy, even if she didn't know anything about the necklace.

"Go in and serve her. I think she will be asleep for a long time. Tell the kitchen to prepare her something to eat when she wakes up." "Yes, sir."

Maya noticed the warmth in Tristan's eyes whenever he mentioned Priscilla and heaved a sigh of relief.

Then, Tristan walked over to the guest room.

Now that Priscilla was lying in his bed, he didn't have a place to sleep, so he might as well take a nap in the guest room.

After Arlo and Teagan's reunion, they talked about some things that had happened over the years. Arlo was very grateful to Tristan.

"Teagan, I know it's wrong for you to only be an assistant, but Tristan's identity is different. His mother saved your life, and he helped our family, so..."

"I know, dad. The two of us grew up together, so we're practically brothers. It doesn't matter who takes the place of the Acker family's son. I will protect him." How could Teagan not know what Arlo was thinking?

No one else knew the relationship between him and Tristan, but he knew it best.

Hearing his son's words, Arlo was relieved.

"By the way, dad, I have something else to tell you."

Teagan told him about Priscilla and Tristan. He also said that there was a decree from Laborn and that Priscilla was in their home now.

When he heard this, Arlo was completely stunned.

"He fell in love with Laborn's daughter?"

Arlo couldn't believe it.

However, Teagan smiled and said, "Dad, Sir Tristan has his own ideas. Besides, the Fifth Princess is different."

"What's so different about her? When Tristan kills her father one day, I don't believe she won't hate him. Teagan, why didn't you stop him?"

When Arlo thought of how Tristan was spending all his time with Laborn's daughter, he couldn't help but feel worried. For Nathaniel's safety, Teagan didn't tell Arlo that Nathaniel was with Priscilla. Even if he did, Arlo would probably think that blood was thicker than water and would not believe that Priscilla would not care about Laborn.

"It's alright, dad, you don't have to worry about this. Sir Tristan had asked you to rest, and then our people will escort you to our other mansion."

The Acker family's mansion was now Tristan's base, and he didn't want to get Arlo and the Acker family involved. In order to keep things a secret, he had to send Arlo away.

Arlo naturally knew that Tristan was planning something big and staying behind would make him a hindrance, so he didn't oppose leaving.

From the moment Tristan took over the Acker family, he had sent all of the Acker family members to their other mansion. Back then, Madam Acker was very dissatisfied and had even made a big fuss for quite some time. It was only when Tristan froze all of her cards and forbade anyone in the family to help her, did she know that her ruling years had passed, and only then did accept her fate unwillingly. Right now, Arlo was truly thankful for Tristan's arrangement. Otherwise, if that woman were to know that Teagan was his own son, she would probably have made a move on Teagan long ago. "Okay. I wanted to say that you should visit me when you were free, but thinking of that woman... Forget it. Your safety is the most important thing." Teagan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed through them.

"Dad, she killed my mother. I can't act like nothing has happened. Although what my mother did was wrong, it wasn't wrong enough for her to die. Although she doesn't know I am your son, but because I am the person closest to Sir Tristan, many assassinations were aimed at me. I was able to survive and even live until now, so I am not afraid of her. But it is not the right time yet, and I can't tell her my identity yet. Dad, don't worry, if I miss you, I will visit you." "Alright."

Hearing this, Arlo felt very upset. After all, it was all his fault.

If he hadn't wanted a child so badly and made such a mistake, he wouldn't have harmed Rozita and her son.

At that time, if he had divorced Madam Acker, then he could marry Rozita, right? However, he had wanted to protect the family's position in Angolla with the help of Madam Acker's family, which caused things to develop like this.

He felt guilty to Teagan, and now, there were some things that he could not do too. Therefore, he could only go with the flow of things.

When Arlo was sent away by Teagan, Mango had happened to witness it.

She tugged at Nathaniel's arm and whispered, "Is that person the head of the Acker family?"

"I think so."

Nathaniel glanced at them casually and answered in a low voice.

"Where is he going after Tristan had saved him?"

"I don't know. Don't care about things that you shouldn't care about. Look at your hands. They're as cold as ice. Let's go back to our room." Nathaniel was only concerned about Mango, and as for other matters, Tristan would be able to handle them so he could rest a bit.

He had known about Tristan's ability from the Internet and found that he was excellent.

Since he had such an outstanding brother-in-law, what was more did he have to worry about?

Besides, Tristan was from the Hans family, and Mateo knew about his existence over the years. Mateo had brought him back to the military, so Nathaniel could naturally be at ease about Tristan handling matters.

Thinking of this, Nathaniel felt much more relaxed.

He pulled Mango's hand, entered the room, and raised the temperature of the room by a few degrees. He smiled and said, "I heard that there is a natural hot spring in the backyard. Should we go there later?" "Is that okay?"

Mango was a little interested.

Since coming to Angolla, she had been worried all the time. Taking a nice bath had become a luxury to her, let alone soaking in a hot spring. Now that there was a place like that, she had naturally wanted to go Nathaniel looked at her eager eyes and smiled

slightly.

"Isn't Tristan your brother? What's wrong with soaking in his hot spring? He can't be this stingy, can he?"

"But there are still many things to do here."

"Isn't your brother handling all of it? Besides, making Laborn and Atlas go against each other is not something that can be achieved in a day or two. Soaking in the hot spring won't delay it."

Under the encouragement of Nathaniel, Mango suddenly became excited.

"When are we going?"

"Let's go now. Since everyone is busy now, no one will disturb us."

"Alright."

After that, she pulled Nathaniel's hand and walked out of the door. Under Nathaniel's guidance, they arrived at the backyard.

The hot spring was natural, but Tristan had ordered someone to build a house over it. Now that heating was supplied, the temperature was naturally very good upon entering.

Mango smiled happily and said, "It's really nice."

"Yup. Your body needs a bath in the hot spring. We don't know when you can get well from the cold. You should let Tristan examine you later. Isn't he a skilled doctor? He should be able to cure his sister." This matter had always been on Nathaniel's mind.

Mango's ice-cold hands and feet really worried him.

Mango knew that he was worried about her health, so she quickly pulled his hand and said, "I'm fine. It isn't in my way now. I'm just a little afraid of the cold, that's all."

"That's enough to worry about, isn't it? Do you know how many diseases start with a cold? Besides, you are always short of breath. That is not a good sign. I want you to be healthy so that we can grow old together."

Nathaniel's worries made Mango feel a little warm.

"Okay, I know. I'll let Tristan have a check on me later. Come on, let's hop in."

"I'll carry you down."

Nathaniel ignored Mango's protests and carried her directly into the hot spring.

The water was very hot, and after entering, Mango felt extremely comfortable.

She leaned on Nathaniel's chest and whispered, "If only our house has a hot spring." "When we get back, I'll get someone to find a hot spring, and then build a house there. If it doesn't work, we'll move to someplace with one."

Nathaniel had always supported Mango's wishes.

Mango smiled and didn't say anything.

The two of them sat together in the hot spring and did not speak, but there was a peaceful atmosphere flowing through them.

Later, Mango was a little sleepy as she was really comfortable. Nathaniel was by her side, and her eyelids slowly became heavy.

Looking at her dozing off, Nathaniel's lips curved into a doting smile.

"It's easy to catch a cold sleeping here. Let's stay for a bit and we'll leave, okay?"

"Alright."

Mango's voice was tingled with sleep, and it was obvious that she was already half asleep.

Nathaniel shook his head, and just as he was about to pick her up, Mango opened her eyes suddenly, which flashed with shock and panic.

"Nathan, someone is pulling my leg!"