The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)
Chapter 1502

Tristan had a high fever, but there was no other reaction. Hence, Bettany could do nothing but try to sustain his life in the simplest way.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye and Bettany was too tired to stand by then. She thought that Tristan would continue to have a fever, but his temperature strangely decreased. Bettany cried with joy.

The family members of the deceased were about to be buried.

Bettany put Tristan in the car as she had planned and went to the crematorium with the dead victims.

After the funeral car drove in, some staff came to check it and took Tristan away after they exchanged glances with Bettany.

Bettany got out of the car and followed the staff all the way to the memorial hall by going through a hidden path with Tristan.

There were not many people, except for a few waiters.

Bettany covered Tristan with a white cloth and pushed him into a special room nearby.

The temperature in the room was a little low, but it was suitable for Tristan. She predicted that no one would have thought that Tristan would stay in the crematorium.

"What's going on?"

Bettany saw Maverick after the staff left.

She was a little surprised and even a little fearful, but she still asked doubtfully, "Sir, why are you here?"

"Nathan gave me a call and told me to take good care of him. Listen to my instructions from now on. He is safer here during this period of time, and you can tell me what medicine or equipment he needs. I will send someone to send them over immediately. It doesn't matter how much manpower and material resources you need, but you must heal him."

"Yes, sir."

Bettany was terrified of Maverick.

This man grew up by Atlas' side and he grew up with a blood hex in him. He could silently place a blood hex in a person's body and make them suffer immense pain. His mere existence was terrifying. Maverick didn't give her too much pressure before he turned around and went out.

Lilian's body was much better than before. When she saw Maverick coming out of the bathroom, she immediately went up to him.

"Isn't it wrong for you to treat her that way? She's Varna Hades."

"Why don't you wear a coat when you're out?"

Maverick frowned when he saw Lilian's frail body.

Lilian smiled and said, "I'm not cold."

"I am."

Maverick arrogantly put his coat on Lilian after he said that and his warm breath made her blush.

She was very happy now and she had no other wish to spend the rest of her life with Maverick.

"Do you think Nathan will be in trouble?"

Lilian was still a little worried.

Maverick looked at the thick smoke outside and said faintly, "He should be fine. He never does things that he's not sure of, but Tristan really made him pay a big price. Nathan would have to be isolated for one or two years to resolve this matter."

"Then what should we do? As time goes by, Nathan and Mango's children wouldn't be able to see them at all."

Lilian felt particularly indignant.

Maverick held her in his hand and whispered, "As long as the Hans family and Xiao family are here, it won't take too long. But the Ye Family will need me to go back for a while before Nathan can be freed." "I'll accompany you."

Lilian said gently, which made Maverick smile slightly.

"Do you want to run away?"

When they stood together, they saw a beautiful landscape painting.

On the third morning, Priscilla's fever finally subsided. She looked at Lebanon and felt that he looked much more haggard than before.

"Lebanon, why are you here?"

"You've had a burning fever for three days. How can I leave when you're stil unconscious?"

Lebanon's voice was hoarse.

Priscilla had never felt that her brother was so adorable before this, and she felt much warmer because of this matter now. Perhaps, it was because of Tristan or because of their blood ties. In short, she really craved this feeling of warmth.

"Lebanon, I seem to have dreamed of Tristan."

When Priscilla said those words, her heart involuntarily ached.

Lebanon naturally knew how she felt, but he couldn't tell her about it and he could only watch her suffer.

"Death is unchangeable, so you need to think things through. If he is still alive, I'm sure he definitely wouldn't want to see you like this."

Priscilla's eyes turned red again when she heard Lebanon's words.

"I dreamed that he looked at me with blood all over his body as if there were a lot of things he wanted to say, but he couldn't speak. I could feel how much he missed me, but he still left me in the end. The further he went, the more I couldn't catch up with him. In the past, he would come back to comfort me whenever I cried. But he didn't stay this time even after I cried for so long and my knees were scraped afte I fell down. Do you think that I can only see him in my dreams in the future?"

Priscilla's words made Lebanon's throat close up, and he couldn't help but shed some tears.

"Prissy, actually..."

"Uncle, the guard is looking for you."

Lebanon was interrupted by Zion and he immediately snapped out of his reverie.

He almost revealed the secret.

There was nothing he could do. Priscilla was too sad and she was in so much pain, which made his heart ache. If it wasn't for Zion, he would've probably committed a grave mistake. Lebanon glanced at Zion and saw him walking over with a bowl of rice porridge.

"Aunty, I asked the kitchen to cook for you. It's warm now, so you'd better eat it quickly. The doctor said that you can only eat simple foods now. When you get better, I'll ask Aunt Lucy to cook sweet and sour pork ribs for you."

Zion's caring behaviour immediately warmed Priscilla's heart.

"Okay, thank you, Zion."

Priscilla took the porridge and slowly began to eat.

Lebanon got up after he saw this.

"I'll go ahead and have a look. Tell me if you still feel uncomfortable."

"All right."

Priscilla nodded.

She was in pain after she lost Tristan, but the dead could never be brought back to life. Hence, she still had to make plans for her future life.

Priscilla knew that her heart was already dead, and Tristan took it with him when he died.

She had to take good care of the children, the

Hans family, and her parents-in-law.

If they knew that Tristan had passed away, they would be very sad.

There were too many things she had to handle, so this wasn't the time for her to be sick.

Priscilla tried its best to make herself eat more, and Zion had been by her side the entire time. He was quiet, but his presence gave her a sense of warmth.

She couldn't help but think how her children with Tristan would look like if she could give birth.

Would they be as clever and obedient as Zion?

Priscilla's heart once again ached a little.

"Zion, I've been ill these days, so I'm sure that you haven't rested well. Come here, I'll hold you to sleep for a while."

Zion would definitely reject it is this happened usually.

He was already five years old, so how could he sleep with a woman? But his uncle was gone, and his aunt was so sad. His parents didn't know what had happened either. As a young man, he should comfort his aunt at this time.

When Zion thought of this, he took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed while he lay obediently in Priscilla's embrace.

Zion was warm and he gave Priscilla a sense of strength while she held him in her arms.

Priscilla thought that perhaps it was because of maternal love, but it was a pity that she could not experience it in her life. Therefore, she liked Zion more and more.

She was ill after all, so she fell asleep not long after hugging Zion. He looked outside and figure that he couldn't do anything at this moment, so he should just go to sleep. No matter what, he had to sleep to regain his energy.

Priscilla did not dream this time and she had a peaceful sleep.

Two days later, Priscilla had recovered and decided to return home.

Although Lebanon was a little reluctant, he knew that this was Priscilla's decision. Moreover, it was useless for Priscilla to stay.

"Call me if you need anything when you go to Ocean City. If the head of the family wants to make things difficult for you, you also have to tell me. Although our country is in a mess, I won't let my sister be bullied."

What Lebanon did not say was that Tristan would probably kill him is he didn't protect Priscilla well.

Priscilla was very moved.

She finally obtained family affection after so many years, but she didn't expect it to happen after losing Tristan.

"I know. No one will help you after I leave, so you should build a good relationship with the elders. If you really can't do it, you can ask help from our sister and she'll surely help you for the sake of the Acker family."

Priscilla's words made Lebanon nod.

"Alright. It's easy for me, but you have to deal with everything by yourself. The Hans family should be in a mess now and your mother-in-law is not in a good mood. Please take care of yourself."

"I will."

The two of them exchanged a few words before Priscilla boarded the plane with Zion.

After they managed to use Desmond as a distraction to carry out the plan, it was a success. With Tristan's, everyone else ignored Desmond's disappearance and the people behind him.

Dennis and Queena were still trying to find more information about Liu Feng, but they had no clue at all.

The higher-ups had decided to have Dennis and Queena continue to study the mutated animals in the black forest. After Priscilla brought Zion back home, Terrance took her back to the Hans family.

"Uncle."

Priscilla was choked with sobs the moment she opened its mouth.

Terrance's eyes were already bloodshot. He held back his tears and said, "You've been wronged. Regardless of whether Tristan is here or not, you're still part of the Hans family. If you find someone you love one day, the Hans family will still be your home."

Priscilla immediately cried.

"Uncle, I won't fall in love with anyone in my life. It hurts too much."

Terrance's heart ached as he looked at Priscilla. Then, he waved his hand and led her into the car with Zion.

While the car was driving towards the Hans family, Zion suddenly asked, "Uncle, are my younger sister and brother back?"

Terrance was slightly stunned.

There had been a lot of things to do recently, especially after the news of Tristan's death and he was about to collapse. He didn't have the time to care about whether the two children of the Ye Family had come

back or not.

When he heard Zion's question, he couldn't help but ask, "Weren't they at home?"

Zion's eyes darkened as he whispered, "Uncle, send me home. I want to go home."