The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 545

"It's over!"

Mango's mind went blank as she collapsed to the ground uncontrollably.

She had no idea what would happen to her, nor could she tell the future of the little girl as everything had gone beyond her control.

As soon as Mango fell, the doctor caught hold of her.

Mango looked extremely tough yet unbelievably beautiful at the same time.

Her gaze swept across Mango's body as she placed her on the hospital cot aside before shifting her attention to treating the little girl.

Mango had a deep sleep that night.

In her dream, a large crowd of people were chasing after her yet she had no idea where to escape. All she could see was Nathaniel waiting for her not far away.

However, when she tried approaching him, Nathaniel took a few steps back.

"Nathan, don't go!"

Mango yelled, and her eyes filled with tears. She quickened her pace to chase after Nathaniel but she still couldn’t close the distance between them.

"Where the hell are you? Come back now!"

At that point, Mango cried out in agony.

Nathaniel was clearly just a few steps away from her, yet she couldn't reach him no matter how hard she tried, and it seemed as if she had to overcome huge obstacles to get to him.

She fell to the ground, heartbroken as she sobbed in sorrow.

Just then, a pair of slender legs came into her sight.

"Why are you weeping again? Didn't you promise not to cry anymore? Your tears are ruining your pretty face."

The moment Mango discerned the familiar voice, she raised her head abruptly and caught Nathaniel standing in front of her while gazing at her gently. He even extended his arms towards her.

"Nathan!"

All of a sudden, Mango felt very aggrieved.

Immediately, she threw herself into Nathaniel's arms.

His embrace was still as warm and reassuring as before and it gave her such a strong sense of security that she became reluctant to part with him.

"Silly girl."

Nathaniel gently stroked her head as he smiled dotingly.

The warmth and comfort she felt from his palms was all too familiar.

Out of the blue, she felt a sharp weapon pierce through her chest as an excruciating pain started spreading across her body. Then, she released Nathaniel in shock and disbelief.

Blood flowed down her chest, and she couldn't believe that the person who stabbed her was Nathaniel as he was still smiling at her dotingly.

"Nathan, you..."

Mango clutched her chest as the pain was so great that she began to suffocate, and the warmth in Nathaniel's eyes gradually faded away.

"No... you are not Nathan! Who are you?"

As Mango said that, she tried to grab Nathaniel's hand but he had disappeared.

"Nathan, Nathaniel Ye!"

At that moment, Mango screamed in pain as she sprang to her feet.

"Are you awake?"

A strange voice sounded in her ears, and she glanced towards the person in reflex.

She noticed an unfamiliar woman before her, and Mango was confused about who she was.

"Do you not recognize me?"

The doctor smiled at her and teased, "You threatened me with a scalpel before this just to force me to save the little girl, yet you don't recall any of it now after a nap?”

Mango came to her senses after her words.

"Where's the little girl? How is she doing?"

Having said that, she lifted up the blanket and attempted to get up, yet she felt so dizzy that she fell back down onto the bed again.

Then, the doctor looked at her and said in a low tone, "Don't get too worked up, your body has been overly exhausted. I have no idea what's going on with you, but you have been in a coma for three days."

"What?! I slept for three days? How is that possible!"

Mango felt as if she just took a short nap and had a nightmare.

Really?

That was right!

It was definitely a nightmare!

However, why would she have such a dream?

Nathaniel would never stab her with a knife, would he?

Nevertheless, the scene was so vivid and intense that Mango was heartbroken, and she could feel a chill down her spine the moment she thought of it.

"Is this a warning?" Mango wondered.

She couldn't tell, but she felt an unceasing pang of heartache as if something dear to her was snatched away from her.