The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 2005

"Jake, f*ck you!"

In a moment of desperation, Rita could only swear.

Usually, she felt that Jake was suppressing his anger and thought that he was only pretending. But now, Rita knew that if this guy became angry, he would lose his mind and become a lunatic. No wonder he was so depressed and uncomfortable.

What did she say just now?

Didn't she just say that he took drugs? Why did he have to become a lunatic?

Seeing that she was about to crash into Jake, Rita was so scared that she quickly squatted down and slid down from Jake's crotch.

It was not shameful for a girl like Rita to do so to stay alive.

Rita tried to build herself up, but her eyes were focused on Jake's study.

At this time, it wouldn't be her fault to accidentally go into his study in a frenzy, would it?

Thinking of this, Rita ran quickly to his study but was stopped by someone when she was about to reach the door.

"Anton?"

Rita knew that he was on her side, so she quickly said, "Get out of the way! I'm going to the study!"

"If you go to the study, you won't be able to live!"

Anton hurriedly stopped Rita, and then used his force to throw her into the flower bed on the side, while he faced the crazy Jake.

At this moment, Jake simply couldn't recognize who the person in front of him was. His mind was filled with slaughter.

Anton had to use all his energy to resist. He took out a needle from his sleeve and plunged it into Jake's neck when Jake was not paying attention. At the same time, he was punched out by Jake.

He felt that his internal organs had been shifted by the punch, and he spitted out two mouthfuls of blood.

However, it was fortunate that Anton plunged the needle into Jake's neck. He rolled his eyes and fainted with a plop.

Rita quickly walked over and kicked Jake with a piece of wood with some lingering fear. When she realized that he was truly unconscious, she heaved a sigh of relief.

"Oh my god, what the hell is this?"

She sat down next to Anton and asked breathlessly.

Anton grimaced in pain, but he struggled to get up and whispered, "He took too much medicine, and he has mental problems. It's not easy for him to suppress before. How did you provoke him?"

"What do you mean by I provoked him? He came to me on his own accord. Do I still have to let him be?"

"If you don't, can you defeat him?"

Anton couldn't help rolling his eyes.

This sentence made Rita speechless.