The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)
Chapter 703

"You..."

Novalee's face went as red as a tomato, which made Walter want to pinch her cheeks.

Walter unexpectedly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Despite having mingled around with various women, this was the first time he'd ever felt so thunderstruck.

"What are you looking at?"

Novalee was embarrassed at Walter's gaze, and she couldn't raise her head.

Walter quickly turned his face away, but his heart kept racing as if it was going to leap out.

They gasped, and the tension was thick in the air.

Looking at the scene, Maxton did not know whether he should say something.

"Ahem!"

He coughed uneasily.

Novalee's face turned redder. Only then did she realize that doctor was still around.

However, Walter recovered within seconds. He looked at Maxton and asked, "When will you leave? May I know who will be in charge of her after that?"

Maxton took a glance at Novalee and said in a low voice, "I have arranged someone to replace me. Don't worry. She is an expert in this field too. After all, what Novalee needs to do for now is rest." "No matter what, you should leave us a good doctor. Plus, try your best to fix Nathaniel. Your contribution will be much appreciated."

Walter's words knocked Maxton down with a feather.

"Is Nathaniel your friend?"

Walter did not answer.

Only did Novalee realize why Mango came after hearing their conversation.

"Isn't Ms. Shen here for the agreement?"

"Do you think that everyone is as obsessed with money as you? Silly girl."

Walter patted Novalee's head before he picked up the kettle and said, "I'm going to get you some hot water. Call the nurse if anything happens. Don't do anything you can't manage. Do you hear me?" "Okay, got it."

Perhaps Walter's tone was too gentle or what happened earlier was too embarrassing, but Novalee did not dare to look directly into Walter's eyes. She was unusually obedient and well-behaved, and Walter couldn't help but smile slightly.

Maxton felt that he was just a third-wheel if he continued to stay there. It was better for him to leave right now.

"If anything happens, you can seek help from Dr. Liu. I have come to an agreement with him. I will be leaving with Mango tomorrow morning. So, you need to have a good rest and listen to the doctor's advice, okay?"

"Thank you, Dr. Zhong."

Novalee nodded.

Afterwards, Maxton left the ward.

Novalee couldn't help feeling a little lonely when she was left alone in the room.

She panicked all of a sudden after thinking about what happened. What if she had met with misfortune? How was her younger brother going to survive?

Thinking of this, she contacted her brother immediately. She hung up the phone once she confirmed that he was doing well in school.

Walter was gazing sadly at the way Novalee talked to her brother when he came back.

Novalee might not be able to become a mother if she couldn't fully recover, which was simply too cruel for a woman.

He could be responsible for Novalee's life, and he could give her all his love. However, he couldn't give her a child.

Walter felt extremely guilty whenever he thought of this.

Novalee should have endless potential if it wasn't for his sake, but now...

He gritted his teeth and walked in. He took a deep breath and said with a smile, "I heard that you have a younger brother?"

"Hmm? How did you know that?"

Novalee was surprised.

Walter smiled and said, "Remember that you filled in the resume for the company? I've seen it when Mango was looking through your profile before."

"Oh, I see. Yeah, I do have a younger brother. He is handsome and tall, which is my opposite. Guess I'm the only genetic freak in the family. He is an excellent young man."

When it came to her younger brother, Novalee's face beamed with pride.

Walter's heart mysteriously ached upon looking at her current appearance.

"Have you ever thought about going to further your

studies?"

Novalee paused for a moment and lowered her voice. "Maybe in a few years. These few years are a critical period for my brother. It won't be too late for me to further my studies after he graduates and finds a job."

"How old will you be then? It would be time for you to get married and have a baby."

"Marriage is not always the way out for a woman."

Novalee retorted, and her face turned red because of excitement. Well, now she had a better complexion instead.

Walter thought she looked quite beautiful at that moment.

"Is your brother going to be a soldier?"

He assumed so since he had seen Novalee's worship of soldiers.

Novalee was stunned for a moment before she suddenly grabbed Walter's arm with excitement and asked, "Do you have any ideas? My brother wishes to become a soldier. Well, I don't have enough money and connections to send my brother to serve in the army. He wanted to study in the police academy, but..."

"But what? Your parents are martyrs, and your brother will have priority to serve as a soldier."

Upon listening to his words, Novalee smiled bitterly and said, "You don't understand at all. My parents died when they carried out a top-secret mission. That mission involved a three hundred million deal. However, the money disappeared after they passed away. Until now, they are still considered suspects under investigation, so both my parents were not given a martyr title. My brother and I do not have this privilege, and we were discriminated against too. Sometimes I feel that my parents have been wrongfully accused."

As she spoke, Novalee's eyes turned red as if she was about to cry.

Walter didn't know that the ins and outs of the story, sp he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Leave this matter to me. I will investigate this. I promise that your younger brother will serve as a soldier, and your parents will be cleared of suspicion."

"Really? Can you really do it?"

Novalee looked at Walter with hope in her eyes.

He could tell from her gaze that she had suffered a lot for this. It made Walter suddenly feel a little distressed.

If she didn't meet him by chance, how long would a martyr's dependants like Novalee suffer such injustice?

"Don't worry, leave it to me. Take care of your health. I'll take care of Mango's project together with you later."

Upon hearing Walter's remarks, Novalee bit her lower lip and asked, "Are you treating me this way because I saved you?"

Walter didn't know how to answer.

He was afraid that Novalee would not be able to take it if he told her the truth.

"Guess that's part of it. Furthermore, I think you're a nice person. No matter what, I shall express my gratitude to you for helping Mango all this while."

"Thank you."

Novalee smiled.

Walter helped her lie down.

In front of Novalee, he gave a call to Carlson Mo of Santell Capital and reported this matter.

Carlson said that they would investigate this matter, and he guaranteed a satisfying result.

Novalee had tried myriad ways to appeal for her parents to no avail, but Walter had solved the problem with a single phone call. Then, she couldn't help but look at him and compare their differences.

At first, she thought that Walter was an ordinary rich kid. Besides the gap in financial status, there was no doubt that Walter was outstanding in dealing with his interpersonal relations.

Novalee suddenly felt inferior.

For some reason, her depressed mood suddenly weighed down on her, making it hard to breathe.

She wanted to say thank you to Walter, but she couldn't. She failed to even meet his gaze.

Why was she feeling this way?

She had no answer, but she found herself strangely overwhelmed.

After Walter hung up his call, he saw that Novalee had covered her head with her quilt awkwardly, and he immediately pulled it off.

"Are you going to suffocate yourself to death?"

"I want to get some rest."

Novalee spoke in a low voice, and Walter hardly heard it.

He suddenly realized that Novalee seemed to be very disappointed. Did he say or do something wrong just now?

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, my wounds hurt. I want to sleep for a while."

Novalee said in a muffled voice.

"You get some rest first. I'll stay here with you."

Walter was going to sit down as he spoke.

"You don't need to keep me company. You should go back and settle your things. Don't waste your time for my sake."

"It's my priority to take good care of you now."

Walter sat directly beside Novalee after he finished speaking.

Novalee suddenly lifted the quilt and said angrily, "Walter, I saved you because I felt it was the right thing to do, not because of anything else, so you don't have to treat me this well. Don't you feel strange doing all this? You're a rich kid after all."

Walter was confused when he saw Novalee lose her temper.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine. I just want to inform you that I'm not that fragile, and I don't need anyone to accompany me. I can take care of myself."

"Bullshit! Stop being hypocritical! I told you that I was here to accompany you, and I meant it. What the heck do you wanna say? Just lie down and sleep! I won't mind giving you lessons if you can't do it." After that, Walter violently pinned Novalee down on the bed and pulled the quilt over her body.

Novalee felt that Walter was too bossy which

made her struggle.

"What are you doing here? Mind you, it's my own business."

"Are you menopausal, Novalee? You are peculiar. How can your temper change so easily when you were fine just now? Did you ask for my permission when you saved me? Since you didn't ask, then why should I ask for your permission when taking care of you?"

Again, he made Novalee speechless.

"Walter..."

"Stop calling my name! Hurry up and go to sleep! If you don't want to sleep, perhaps we can do something else if you don't mind."

"Ugh, you pervert!"

Novalee suddenly got the wrong idea. She pulled the quilt tightly to protect herself.

Walter was slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw her doing this.

"Well, what are you thinking about? Is it..."

"Shut up! I'm going to rest!"

Novalee quickly pulled the quilt and covered herself. She felt that if she kept arguing with Walter, she would never win.

What was wrong with her?

Why did she lose her temper for no reason?

She merely felt inferior, and she just didn't want to show this expression in front of Walter. How could it turn out this way?

Novalee did not understand, while Walter did not give it a second thought. Both of them just spent a somewhat embarrassed but harmonious night together.

The next morning, Walter woke up when the sun shone in the window. Seeing that Novalee was still asleep, he picked up the basin and walked out of the ward. The moment he opened the door, he was stunned.