The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 1513

Mango opened her eyes when the plane landed in Ocean City.

"Are we home?"

"Yes, we are."

After such a long period of being away, Nathaniel still felt that the air in Ocean City was the freshest. Mango also felt at ease and she was in a good mood.

"We're finally home."

Mango stretched lazily and looked at her children that were in the arms of the midwife. A happy smile appeared on her face.

"Don't stay outside in the cold wind."

Nathaniel wrapped his coat around Mango once more as if he wanted to cover her entire body.

Mango felt a little annoyed because Nathaniel only left a slit for her eyes after he wrapped her up. However, she swallowed the words that she was about to say when she recalled how much this man cared about her.

Zion and the other children weren't on the same plane as Mango, but she wasn't worried at all. After all, Carlson and Nathaniel had arranged everything well.

Lilian hurried out to welcome them when they returned to the Ye's Mansion.

Mango was completely flabbergasted when she saw that Lilian was pregnant.

"Lilian, you've been pregnant for at least six months, right?"

"No, it's only been five months."

Lilian touched her belly which was much larger than usual and smiled helplessly, but her face was full of happiness.

Nathaniel involuntarily took a look at Lilian's stomach and said nothing, but there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

This was the first time Carlson had come to the Ye's Mansion, so he couldn't help but observe it for a bit before saying, "Your old house is really old-fashioned."

"Yes, it was left behind by our ancestors. Are you going to live here?"

Nathaniel did not call him Master Mo because he was worried about Carlson's identity. Since Carlson had introduced himself as Carl, Nathaniel would address him that way in the future.

"Of course, I'm living in this mansion."

Carlson walked in without any hesitation. Mango felt that Carlson was a little interesting, so she just smiled while Nathaniel took the lead in sending her upstairs.

The room was clean and the flowers on the table had just been picked.

Mango felt comfortable when she returned to her room.

"Home is the best place on earth."

Mango lay on the bed in a spread-eagle position while she took a deep breath with a face full of satisfaction.

Nathaniel smiled because he knew that Mango had been bored over this period of time.

Although everything was good in the hotel, they were still being isolated for the inspection after all. It was almost the same as being in jail, but all of it was worth it after all.

"You'd better be mindful of your condition because you've just given birth. You'd better stay in bed now. When the midwife comes back, I'll ask her to cook something delicious for you."

Nathaniel pulled over the blanket to cover Mango.

Mango heard Nathaniel's words and understood that he was going to deal with some matters. She couldn't help but ask, "Is Carl Master Mo?"

"Yes."

Nathaniel did not intend to hide from her.

Mango felt a little depressed after she heard the answer that she wanted.

"Isn't the examination over? Why is he here?"

Initially, she thought that she would be able to contact some outsiders when she returned home and she wanted to see how Tristan was doing right now. After all, it had been so long but there had been no news of him at all. Mango had always been unsure, but she never thought that Carlson would come to their house as well.

Nathaniel's eyes were helpless.

"He should be protecting us. I think it has something to do with the colour of our youngest son's eyes."

Mango wasn't stupid and she immediately understood Nathaniel's words.

"Is he afraid that our son will have Desmond's genes?"

"Yes."

Nathaniel's words brought a hint of sadness to Mango's face.

Nathaniel felt a little distressed and helpless when he saw his wife like this, so he said, "Don't worry, I won't let you and the children get into trouble. Now that Master Mo is here, there must be a turning point. As for Tristan's news, we'd better wait for a while. I know that you feel bad for Priscilla, but we can't do anything about the current situation."

"I know, but I feel a little uncomfortable."

Mango got up and leaned on Nathaniel's shoulder while she whispered, "Why do you think that our son's eyes are blue? Although they look good, this is a bit of a coincidence."

"Everything will pass. Grandpa said that our greatgrandmother is a foreigner, so perhaps the colour of our son's eyes are hereditary. As long as we find this evidence, we can dispel the doubts of the higher-ups."

Nathaniel explained what had happened on the plane. Mango had fallen asleep at that time, so she might not have been able to hear it.

As expected, Mango was a little stunned.

"My great grandmother?"

"Yes."

Mango was a little surprised.

"It wasn't easy to accept a foreigner in that era, right?"

"Yes, so it's said that our great-grandfather is a big shot."

Nathaniel smiled faintly, but Mango could hear a hint of mockery in his tone.