The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 87

Originally, he had planned to use Zion's child custody to keep Mango. But now, when he heard Zack's words, he felt like a complete jerk.

Let alone that his son wouldn't recognize him, even he hated himself as a person!

Nathaniel patted Zack on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, Zack. Thank you for teaching me all of this."

"That Miss Katherine, are you going to marry her, Mr. Ye?"

Zack could see that Nathaniel's feeling for Mango was different from the feeling he had for others, so he asked casually.

Nathaniel said in a low voice, "Zion is my son, my biological son! Katherine is Zion's biological mother, so what do you think I should do?"

Zack was stunned.

He knew that Nathaniel had once married to someone, but it was also known to all the people in Ocean City that he didn't love Mango.

"Is this Katherine the woman you met outside and with whom you have this illegitimate child?"

Zack could only make such a guess. Although he didn't think that Nathaniel would have done such a thing, he could not really figure it out.

Nathaniel was slightly stunned, and then he understood what Zack was thinking. He said with a smile, "From the beginning to the end, I only have one woman."

But from Zack's point of view, it seemed that from the beginning to the end, Katherine had been the woman that Nathaniel had kept outside and to whom he had devoted all his life.

"No wonder Mr. Ye asked us to treat Zion specially. He turned out to be the young master. Now that you just said it, I found that Wisdom and Zion really looked alike. But the talent of these two brothers is somewhat different. Zion is like you."

Hearing Zack's words, Nathaniel's eyes suddenly flashed and he said in a low voice, "In the future, stop saying that Wisdom is not talented. Everyone has his own strength. Wisdom is no different than other ordinary children. He is even much better. But we shouldn't compare him to Zion."

"Mr. Ye, I didn't mean that. I..."

"I know. I have been talented since I was a child. I pick up everything fast. All the elders around me called me a genius and treated me differently. I have always felt myself to be excellent. Until the year when I turned 20 years old, I finally understood that there was no difference in excellence among people. Sometimes, a normally mediocre person would be of more use than a genius like me at the critical moment."

There was a hint of pain in Nathaniel's voice.

Zack didn't understand why he said that. As he still wanted to ask, Nathaniel had already got up and went to the training ground next to him, and began the training spontaneously. He could tell that there was a lot of pain hidden in Nathaniel's heart, except he couldn't tell these to others.

Under the moonlight, Nathaniel's sweat came down like raindrops, Zack was accompanying him on the side, and Zion was lying on the windowsill, looking at Nathaniel's robust movement, and secretly swore that he must surpass this man.

Mango, however, seemed to know nothing about it and she slept quietly all the time.

When the morning light rose from the horizon, Nathaniel finally stopped with fatigue. He lay down on the board as if he had fallen asleep.

Mango opened her eyes slightly and felt that something was wrong.

There seemed to be a familiar smell lingering in the room.

She frowned slightly and turned her head to look at Zion. She saw that he was sleeping soundly. His small hands were holding her hands tightly, with so much strength and they felt so firm.

Mango raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

She gently pulled out her hand, pulled over the quilt and covered Zion. She got up and stretched herself, only to see a person lying on the training ground.

The morning fog blocked her view, but Mango could recognize that it was Nathaniel.

The smell of the room made her frown again.

When did Nathaniel come?

What was he doing here? Did he enter the room?

Mango was puzzled. She put on a coat, got up and went to the training ground.

When Zack saw Mango coming over, he quietly retreated.

Nathaniel seemed to be immersed in his own world and did not notice being approached by someone.

Mango stood in front of him and looked at Nathaniel, who was sweating all over. She felt confused for a moment.

It was as if he was still the man she had been infatuated with back then.

"Why did you fall asleep here?"

Mango opened her mouth lightly.

Nathaniel suddenly opened his eyes and saw Mango standing in the morning light, like a fairy with a hint of fantasy.

"Mango?"

Nathaniel suddenly sat up and subconsciously held Mango's hand.

Mango wanted to pull back her hand, but she was too weak.

When Nathaniel held onto the warm palm of her hand, he finally realized what he saw wasn't a fantasy.

"It's so cold, why did you come out? Why don't you put on more clothes."

Nathaniel quickly reacted and pulled the coat beside him over and put it on Mango's body. His unique smell instantly enveloped Mango.

Looking at this affectionate man in front of her, Mango really thought that she was blind.

How could the ice-cold Nathaniel be so gentle to her?

"Mr. Ye, don't you get tired of pretending?"

Mango's voice was cold, but it made Nathaniel frown slightly.