The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 1264

Nathaniel was right next to Mango when three mercenaries attacked the latter from behind. He managed to sneak up on them and take them down.

"Nathan, why are you here? What about Rita?"

Mango was extremely concerned about Rita when she saw Nathaniel. She fired questions at him in a hurry.

Her breathing was inconsistent as well. Her health was deteriorating day by day.

Nathaniel stared at her worriedly. After kicking the last mercenary far away, he pulled her into his embrace and whispered, "Morgan's men are here. The backup is here, so I've come here to see how you are doing."

"Who taught Rita to use a sniper rifle?"

Mango was still in shock.

She vaguely remembered that the smartest child in the family was Zion. She did not expect Rita to be a hidden prodigy. This girl did a good job of hiding her talent.

Nathaniel caressed her head tenderly as he said in a soft voice, "Before she went for the special training, Zion contacted the instructor to go easy on her out of consideration for her health. The instructor back then was once a soldier under my command. He believed that Rita had to learn selfdefense no matter what, so he noticed that she was talented in sniping. At that time, he called me and asked for my opinion. I agreed to the recommendation. After all, the daughter of the Ye family can't be too weak. Accidents can happen at any time and it's impossible for me to arrive at the scene promptly each and every time. So she still needs to learn the basic skills of self-defense."

"You kept me in the dark for so long."

Mango heaved a sigh of relief once she heard Nathaniel's explanation. However, she was still worried, so she asked, "How could Rita take the kickback of a sniper rifle?"

"It's been modified. It's within a range that her body can stand. That sniper rifle is made specifically for her and brought here in her luggage. Besides, Bjorn must have taught her a lot of self-defense skills back when they were in the Eaves family. Don't be fooled by your daughter's angelic face. This is her disguise and also her trump card."

Nathaniel carried Mango in his arms as he spoke.

"Alright then, you don't have to worry about Rita anymore. On the other hand, your health is getting worse and worse. You are panting after only running for such a short time. You need to get up and jog with me tomorrow morning."

Mango didn't express her opinion once she heard Nathaniel's words.

"Wisdom is in the kitchen. Let's go back and get him."

"Wait a second. Let's wait until they clean up the battlefield."

Nathaniel didn't want his wife to exert herself anymore, so he carried her to a big rock as they had a rest there.

Mango was still a little concerned, but she was distracted by Nathaniel's passionate kiss.

After Angela and the others cleaned up the battlefield, they couldn't help but feel shocked when they saw Rita wiping her sniper rifle properly.

"Ms. Ye, were you the sniper just now?"

"In the flesh. What about it?"

Angela immediately held back her swear words once Rita asked the question.

She would let it slide if this girl was the sniper just now. She would go back on her words.

"It's nothing."

Angela quickly flashed an ingratiating smile, but deep down, she felt depressed.

"Your men need extra training. They were so slow in coming to the battlefield. What if something happens to my mom and me? Ah, it would be a pity if beautiful girls like us are murdered by mercenaries. Oh, by the way, I want to have fowl for dinner. Go and make the preparations."

After saying that, she kept the rifle and went to find Wisdom.

The corner of Angela's mouth was twitching once again.

"When will this troublemaker leave?"

"Captain, it seems that they have just arrived."

A clueless subordinate answered her question boldly. This made her roll her eyes repeatedly.

"Do you think I'm oblivious to that? I don't need your reminder. Get to work now!"

"Yes, captain."

Angela felt her wound throb even more after she finished roaring.

Oh God, she still had to catch some fowls for Rita.

Who knew what other cravings that mischievous girl had?

For a moment, she really wanted to leave this place behind.

Nathaniel and Mango noticed that the battlefield had already been cleaned up. Only then did he walk into the house with Mango in his arms.

"Lock the survivors in the cave. I need to know who is the mastermind behind this. You must keep them alive. If they die, you can meet them in hell, too."

Nathaniel sounded extremely cold. His whole body was exuding a murderous aura, so that no one dared to speak loudly.

Rita was also a little crestfallen. The cover she had been keeping for such a long time was blown. That was infuriating.

"Daddy, where is Wisdom?"

"He is in the cabinet in the kitchen."

Mango spoke in a hurry.

Angela's men immediately went inside and carried him out.

Wisdom was still unconscious, so Rita ordered someone to carry him into the room. Then she stood guard by his side.

On the other hand, Nathaniel brought Mango into his bedroom.

"These people know our precise whereabouts. They're not ordinary mercenaries."

Mango was worried sick.

"Their goal should be simple. It's to stop us from doing something. Perhaps this has something to do with Morgan."

Nathaniel said after he pondered for a while.

"Shall we still go to the grave for prayers?"

"Of course we should. Why not? However, it would be better if you and Rita stay at the house."

Nathaniel was extremely worried.

"There's no need for that. I'm just a little worn out, but I'm perfectly capable of protecting myself."

Mango was also very helpless when it came to her health.

It had been that way for such a long time. Nathaniel had brought her a lot of tonics to nourish her body but she was still extremely weak. Maybe it had something to do with her last miscarriage.

Nathaniel was about to say something but he stopped himself in the end. This was because he knew Mango all too well. It was better to let her tag along than to let her stay in the house worrying about them.

"Then let's wait until Wisdom wakes up."

"Okay, I'll have a rest as well."