The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)
Chapter 1439

"How is he, Dr. Zhang?"

Priscilla asked as she had never felt so worried. She felt suffocated whenever she thought about how Tristan could be in danger, and she couldn't breathe.

She finally understood how Tristan felt when he was worried about her. Right now, she had only waited for a moment, but she already felt terrible. Alas! How did Tristan feel when he had been watching over her all these years?

At this thought, Priscilla suddenly felt it was such a pity because she didn't know that this man loved her so deeply before this.

Meanwhile, the doctor glanced at Priscilla and whispered, "The surgery's over, but we have to pay attention because an infection might happen these few days. He is a doctor and should understand this. Therefore, you should get someone to take good care of him."

Back then, Priscilla was taken away by the assistant of the Acker family's head. In fact, this matter became known all over the country. Later, everyone heard that the assistant was dead, but now he had appeared in front of Dr. Zhang.

Hence, he immediately understood what was going on right now.

"Princess Priscilla, I have nothing to do these days. Why don't I stay and take care of him?"

After all, Dr. Zhang was aware of the secrets of the palace. Since he had stumbled on something he shouldn't know, his life would be in danger. Therefore, for the sake of her family and children, he could only choose to stay until the battle in the palace ended.

On the other hand, Priscilla understood the meaning behind his words. She then nodded and said, "Very well. I'll send someone to protect your family."

"Thank you, Princess Priscilla."

Dr. Zhang knew that this was for the best.

After that, Priscilla sent someone to bring Dr. Zhang's family over, and the latter did not say anything else after that.

After that, someone pushed Tristan into the room. Right now, Lebanon had already prepared everything, so everyone could tell that he cared about Tristan a lot.

However, he didn't want to admit that he cared about Tristan.

On the other hand, Priscilla couldn't help feeling heartache when she saw Tristan in a coma.

After all, Tristan was not burly, and he was relatively thin. No one would believe that this man was a martial artist or even a soldier just by looking at his physique. But when his jacket was taken off, Priscilla could easily blush when she saw the muscles on his body.

Even though she had remembered their past, she did not expect Tristan to have such a good figure now. Therefore, she couldn't help but fantasize about this.

At this thought, Priscilla patted her face and then walked over.

Meanwhile, Tristan was still sleeping.

Priscilla reached out and touched his forehead and felt that his temperature had already dropped. She then sat by Tristan's bed and waited for him to wake up.

There were still many things to deal with outside, but Priscilla didn't want to get involved in them. Since Lebanon didn't want her to intervene, it meant that he was fully prepared. Her men should also be sending back the evidence from Atlas in time. Hence, Priscilla could care less about the chaos that was happening outside.

Now that her lover was right in front of her, this was where she belonged.

Priscilla would wipe his face from time to time.

Since she didn't know when Tristan would wake up, she could only talk to herself, "Although I've had a difficult life, I've never looked after many people in my whole life. You're lucky! When you wake up, I'll make sure you pay back all I've done."

"Don't think you're great just because you've done so much for me. Let me tell you, I'm not going to count the past incidents because I didn't know about them. Now that I think about it, you haven't even pursued me. How could you turn me into a married woman just like this? It's so unfair."

Priscilla became more excited as she spoke, so she did not notice that Tristan had opened his eyes and was looking at her with a smile.

"Also, what do you want me to do with your current identity? You're my brother's brother. So, should Lebanon be your brother or your brother-in-law? Urgh! That's a real dilemma for me. There's also Mr. Ye. You're Mango's cousin, and she's Mr. Yes wife. Yet, our relationship has become complicated because of you. It's such a mess. Forget it. Maybe I shouldn't marry you."

"What? I dare you to say that again!"

Tristan's voice was weak but very overbearing.

"We've already registered our marriage, so it's useless for you to regret it."

Only then did Priscilla realize that Tristan was awake. When she realized she was talking to herself like a fool, she could not help feeling annoyed.

"Were you eavesdropping on me?"

"Huh? I was listening to it openly. Are you sure you weren't talking to me?"

Tristan teased as he loved how shy Priscilla looked right now.

Although Tristan was now a patient, Priscilla was frustrated because he had embarrassed her. Moreover, she was not a woman who would be put at a disadvantage. So, she couldn't help reaching out her fingers and pinching Tristan's muscles.

"Don't you know that after marriage, your wife is always right?"

Priscilla tried her best to pinch Tristan, but the latter felt as if she was ticking him because of his strength. On the contrary, Priscilla was exhausted.

"Urgh! Are you sure you're human? Your muscles are so hard, so they're made of iron, aren't they?" "Well, they feel nice to the touch, right?"

Priscilla immediately blushed when she heard what Tristan had said.

"Bah! Stop ruining my reputation. Am I a lecherous person?"

"Sure, you're not a lecherous person, but I wonder who went to bed with me..."

Tristan could not help but laugh when he recalled what had happened to them in the past.

"Urgh! Shut up! Who was that? It's not me anyway."

Priscilla was being deliberately dishonest, but her face was so red out of embarrassment right now.

So Tristan stopped teasing her and said with a smile, "Alright, get me a glass of water. I'm so thirsty."

"No, the doctor said that you can't drink water, so you can only dab your lips with a cotton swab. Wait for me."

After saying this, Priscilla immediately got up and went to get some water.

She served others before, but since she returned to Angolla, she had not done it for a long time. In fact, she didn't expect that she would be serving Tristan, but she didn't despise it.

Then, Priscilla followed the doctor's instructions and dabbed some water on Tristan's lips. When she saw Tristan staring at her intensely, her heart skipped a beat.

"You just went through surgery, so you'd better sleep for a while." "Will you stay with me?"

"Of course!"

She had never thought that one day Tristan would pester her childishly

After hearing this, Tristan smiled before closing his eyes and falling asleep soon.

After all, he had just undergone surgery, and even his strong body could not bear the consequences of it.

Suddenly, Priscilla thought of Tristan's health. She then ordered someone to take care of him while she went to the kitchen.

There weren't many people who had the opportunity to taste her cooking. Well, it appeared that Tristan was lucky enough to do so. As she thought about this, she smiled slightly.

When Tristan woke up again, he was immediately attracted by the fragrance of the food, so he felt hungry.

"What did you make? It smells good."

"I made some stew."

Priscilla smiled faintly and brought over some stew.

The stew was well cooked and particularly thick.

Then, Tristan glanced at Priscilla's hand and asked softly, "Did you make it yourself?"

"What? Are you afraid that I'll poison you?"

Priscilla thought that Tristan was looking down on her cooking skills.

Indeed, she couldn't make anything else other than stew. However, he couldn't eat anything else now, could he?

But Tristan shook his head and said, "Let me do these things in the future. It would be best if you didn't do any labour yourself in the future.

Priscilla was slightly startled when she heard this. However, she felt warmth flowing through her heart immediately.

"Is it alright for a man to work in the kitchen?"

"Nah, it's not a big deal. I don't want you to choke on the smell of smoke in the kitchen."

"Bah! I'm not that delicate."

Priscilla subconsciously retorted. However, when she saw Tristan smiling so happily, she wanted to take back her words.

"What are you laughing at? Are you trying to show off your teeth? Hurry up and have some stew."

"Yes, my dear wife."

Priscilla couldn't help but feel entranced when she heard Tristan calling her his wife.

"We haven't had our wedding yet, so you can't call me that!"

"Are you blaming me for not giving you a grand wedding?"

"I didn't say that. Urgh! Tristan, how could you misunderstand me?"

Priscilla found him extremely annoying right now.

However, Tristan's expression became solemn.

"Priscilla, I might not be able to give you a grand wedding for the time being. My father has just passed away, and I have to deal with his funeral with Teagan. You know that we can celebrate and mourn together at the same time, so I'm afraid that we might have to delay our wedding."

"I understand. I won't blame you."

Priscilla knew Tristan's situation quite well. To be honest, if it weren't for Laborn, the Acker family wouldn't have to suffer through this.

"Where is Teagan by the way?"

Tristan just remembered that he didn't see Teagan when he woke up. Both of them were close, so he knew that Teagan would definitely come to visit him after learning that Tristan was awake. Unless...

At this thought, Tristan's expression suddenly changed.

Meanwhile, Priscilla saw that he was nervous and quickly said, "Don't worry. Lebanon is with him, so nothing will go wrong. Besides, I think that it's great that Teagan can kill his enemy on his own. Also, I think that Lebanon's forces are greater than what we've seen. Alas! We have underestimated Lebanon for so many years. Now, I realise that it's only right for him to sit on the throne."

Suddenly, Tristan remembered Lebanon and realized that this wasn't Tristan's or Priscilla's residence, so...

"Is this Lebanon's house?"

"That's right. If it weren't for Lebanon, you, me, and Teagan would have lost our lives. Back then, Lebanon came with his men and rescued us, and now he is going to storm the palace."

What Priscilla said surprised and worried Tristan. He struggled to get up, but Priscilla stopped him.

"What are you doing? Don't you know the condition that your body is in?"

"He's trying to force Laborn to abdicate the throne, but what if he's actually falling into Laborn's trap? Urgh! Lebanon is too impulsive!"

Tristan couldn't lie down anymore when he thought about this.

On the other hand, Priscilla did not think of that possibility, but Tristan's injury was the most important now. Therefore, she immediately stood in front of Tristan and said solemnly, "Lebanon told me that I wouldn't need to worry about the affairs outside because he can handle them himself. Right now, My task is to take care of you. So, Tristan, you should lie down because I don't want to fight you right now."

"Prissy, this is not a joke. Get out of my way!"

"Why should I do that? Tristan, do you think that this world cannot function without you? Do you think that you are so important that everyone needs you? If you keep helping Lebanon now, after he takes the throne, do you want also to be his regent and teach him how to deal with national affairs? Look, Lebanon is mature enough to know what he is doing!"

After all, Priscilla finally understood Lebanon now.

Lebanon was a man destined for greatness!

"Do you trust him that much?"

"I do! Just like a few years ago, I believed that you could become stronger and become someone who could protect me from all my enemies!"

There was so much determination in Priscilla's eyes as she said these words.

Tristan looked at her, and something stirred in his heart. He then reached out to pull her into his arms and kissed her passionately.