Priscilla's words brought him to his senses.

He put himself in her shoes and thought about it. If he and Mango had been in the same situation, what would he do if Mango had made such a decision?

At this thought, Nathaniel suddenly felt a shiver through his spine. His heart felt tight, and it was as if he was suffocating.

If he had to sacrifice Mango's life to continue living, he would feel that his life was meaningless! Furthermore, he would only blame himself and regret it forever. Hence, he would be depressed until his death. At this moment, Nathaniel finally understood what Mango was angry about.

The two of them loved each other, so they had become husband and wife and tied their lives together. However, he had chosen to ignore Mango when both of them were in danger. Instead, he put her into a situation where she had to act dishonorably, all in the name of love.

In the past, he always thought that sacrificing his life for his love for a noble thing to do. In fact, he felt that he could be proud as he was telling the whole world that he loved her. But now, he finally realized how stupid and humiliating this was to Mango.

Furthemore, it also showed that he didn't trust Mango's abilities. He had forced Mango to take responsibility for his selfish actions. Thus, she deserved to be angry.

Nathaniel fell silent at this thought.

On the other hand, Priscilla knew that Nathaniel had thought things through when she saw his reaction.

She whispered, "Women are different from each other. Some women are weak, so they prefer their husbands to dote on them. Some women, on the other hand, are determined. They would rather suffer to become equals to men. All they want is to stand next to their lovers and enjoy the same happiness after going through the same hardships as them. Mr. Ye, you should know what kind of person your wife is. If she only wants you to contribute alone to your relationship, I think both of you wouldn't have been through so many trials and tribulations."

"I know, but how should I ask her for forgiveness now?"

Nathaniel humbly asked for advice.

Priscilla shook her head in reply and said, "Well, it's difficult. You've hurt her, so she probably can't recover that easily. Well, I don't think Mango will abandon you because she has deep feelings for you. However, both of you might take some time to mend your relationship."

"How long will it take?"

"I don't know. Maybe a week, a month, or two years. Everything will be fine anyway, so don't worry too much."

Priscilla patted Nathaniel's shoulder as if she was consoling him.

Nathaniel was in great disbelief when he heard this.

He couldn't even hold on for a day. What would happen if it took one month or a few years?

Was Priscilla joking with him right now?

"I think Tristan's strategies and tactics are excellent. Well, the higher-ups asked me to send a few soldiers for a mission, so I was thinking of recommending Tristan.

Nathaniel said in a calm tone, so Priscilla was immediately dumbfounded.

"Mr. Ye, don't do this. We just got married! Urgh! We haven't even gone on a honeymoon!"

"Soldiers don't get to go on honeymon. Besides, since my body is not in good condition, I should

hand over everything to Tristan. I think my superiors won't object to this."

"What? Mr. Ye!"

Priscilla's tone had changed.

"Mr. Ye, you can't do this! Even though Mango is giving you a cold shoulder, you can't ruin my marriage too!"

"Well, there's nothing I can do about this because this is my personality. I'm having a hard time now, so I will be annoyed if I see someone showing off their relationship in front of me." Nathaniel said lightly.

Priscilla felt extremely wronged when she heard this.

When did she ever show off her relationship with Tristan?

She had never done that!

"Mr. Ye, I don't know how to help you."

"I'm going to call Master Mo now. Oh, right. I suddenly remembered that we have to report how much Tristan has helped us during this mission."

Nathaniel took out his phone while he was speaking.

However, Priscilla grabbed his hand and pleaded, "Mr. Ye, please don't do this. Let me think, okay?"

"I'll give you two minutes."

Nathaniel's lips curled into a smile when he heard her reply.

Urgh! Priscilla really regretted coming to The Ye's Mansion alone right now.

"Mr. Ye, I can't come up with an idea in two minutes."

"I only want results, so I don't care about your thought process at all."

"Look, you can start by doing what she likes then."

Priscilla muttered as she had no other ideas anymore.

Nathaniel was somewhat puzzled when he heard her suggestion.

"Huh? Doing what she likes? Hmm... Mango hasn't done any drawings lately."

Nathaniel recalled that other than taking care of the flowers and plants left behind by Isla, Mango didn't seem to have much interest in painting anymore, much less designing a car.

On the other hand, thoughts were running in Priscilla's head.

"Then, what is she passionate about? For example, she may like watching certain shows, or..." "No way!"

Nathaniel suddenly thought about one of Mango's social media posts.

He couldn't even wait to tear Kieran Horland into shreds. How could he allow such a good-looking guy to interact with Mango so that she would forgive him?

No! He would only allow it over his dead body!

On the other hand, Priscilla didn't know about Mango's social media feed, so she was naturally a little confused by Nathaniel's intense reaction.

"Mr. Ye, why can't we do that? If you want to appease Mango's anger, you have to make her feel better."

Nathaniel frowned tightly when he heard this. He felt that he was a b*stard, but he suddenly thought about something else?"

Wasn't Kieran just a good-looking guy?

Well, he could ask the guy to sign an autograph for Mango. Would the guy dare to flirt with his wife at his home?

At this thought, Nathaniel thought that this method could work.

"Well, are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Well, you have to try it before you will know whether it will work. Otherwise, both of you will be arguing forevr. I have entered your room for such a long time, but Mango hasn't even come to take a look. That means that when I'm not around, you don't even talk to each other."

Nathaniel felt extremely hurt after hearing what Priscilla had said.

Alas! His wife had already ignored him for three days!

Hence, he felt that his days were passing so slowly now. "Alright, let me think about it."

"Mr. Ye, you can think about it slowly. I'll take my leave then."

Priscilla said and took advantage of this opportunity to flee.

Mamma Mia! if she had known earlier that she would be dragged into this problem, she would've never come here!

On the other hand, Mango saw Priscilla rushing out from Nathaniel's room with a fearful expression, so she was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Erm... it's nothing! I'll take my leave now, and I'll come back to visit another day. Wait, come visit me at the Hans family instead when your injuries are better instead. Okay, bye! You don't need to see me off." Priscilla didn't stop for even a moment before running away.

Mango was a little confused when she saw this.

What on earth had happened?

Was Nathaniel in a bad mood? Also, did he take out his anger on Priscilla?

At this thought, Mango shook her head. After all, she had no intention to go and take a look at Nathaniel.

On the other hand, Nathaniel thought for a long time after hearing Priscilla's proposal. Finally, he called Ned and asked him to invite Kieran to come and sign an autograph for Mango.

Ilrgh! Nathaniel felt terribly hurt when he had made such a decision.

However, Ned called Nathaniel not long after.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Song had invited Kieran Norland somewhere. Recently, his schedule is packed, so I don't think he can make it."

"What do you mean by he can't make it? I'm Nathaniel Ye! So why do I have to wait to see a mere actor?"

Nathaniel was not in a good mood, and he couldn't hold his anger anymore.

Meanwhile, Ned flinched and didn't know what to do.

"Do you want Desmond to try instead?"

Oh, well, things would be better for him if someone took the blame. Right now, Ned could obviously tell that Nathaniel was in a bad mood just by hearing his tone. Hence, he decided to forget about being loyal to his friend and suggested this to Nathaniel.

After Ned's reminder, Nathaniel immediately thought about Desmond.

"By the way, what has Desmond been busy with recently? Does he know what Mango is injured? H didn't even come to see her until now."

If Desmond came, maybe he could put in a good word for him.

Right now, everyone looked like saviors to Nathaniel.

Then, Ned said immediately, "Desmond felt that he lacked strength because of the last incident. So, he left Dark Night Empire to me and Carmelo temporarily, and then he went to train at a remote island with Haniya. He has been there for quite some time. Why don't I call him back?"

"Nah, there's no need to do that. Kust let the two of them concentrate on their training."

Indeed, Desmond's needed to hone his abilities. In the future, he would be the commander of the Dark Night Empire. Therefore, he could only train if he wanted to improve his strength as no one could help him with this. Furthermore, he was Mango's subordinate, so it was not appropriate for Nathaniel to order him to return.

After that, Nathaniel hung up the phone with a depressed expression on his face.

He felt like anyone could push him around now because he wasn't as strong as before. Now, everyone could easily bully him!

Nathaniel was thinking about this bitterly when he heard Walter's casual voice coming from outside the room.

"Mango, I'm here to see you. How are you today? Are you in a better mood?"

When Mango saw that Walter and Deborah had come, she couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha! Why are you two here?"

"We're not the only ones here. Guess who else is here too?"

Mango was delighted when she heard Walter trying to be mysterious on purpose.

"Oh, I don't know! Did you bring a handsome guy here to see me?"

"Bingo! Congratulations! Your answer is correct!"

Then, Walter said very proudly, "Come in."

After that, a tall figure came in from the outside.

Mango felt that she had seen this person before, but she couldn't recall who this was for a while.

"This is..."

"Do you not recognize him?"

Walter was a little surprised when he heard this, and Deborah laughed.

However, Mango scratched her head awkwardly and said, "Uh... I can't recall right now."

"Hello, Mrs. Ye. I'm Kieran Horland. Nice to meet you."

Mango froze immediately when she heard this.

What the f**k!

She didn't expect to see Kieran Horland in person! Furthermore, Walter had even brought him to her house.

"Well, hurry! Please, have a seat! Ellis, serve him some tea!"

Mango was a little excited right now.

"I love the show that you are in because it's so interesting! If it's alright with you, can we take a photo together?"

Kieran immediately nodded his head when he heard Mango's words.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel listened in from his room, and he was about to explode with anger.

Walter Song, how could you do this to me?

Walter had snatched away the idea that Priscilla had thought for Nathaniel. Moreover, this b*stard dared to invite the guy to his house. That was simply outrageous!

At this thought, Nathaniel pushed his wheelchair out.

"Who's here?"

Nathaniel's voice was cold, and his gaze was intense. Hence, his murderous aura instantly filled the entire living room.

However, Mango didn't even look at him. Instead, she immediately took out her phone and adjusted the focal length. In an instant, she placed her hand on Kieran's shoulder and took a photo of them.

"We look awesome! Thank you! Would you like to have lunch together?"

Mango invited Kieran happily. On the other hand, Nathaniel's face was cold, and he looked even more furious now.

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