The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)

Chapter 14

Mango laid leisurely as if she did not hear the doorbell rang constantly. She wondered how reluctant Macy Cho would be, but had to beg her.

After survived the fire, Mango had to face accusations from the Internet. Filthy photos and fake scandals discouraged her from living. If it weren't her baby Zion, Mango would not have the courage to live. At last, Mango found out Macy Cho was the one who framed her.

Sabotaging her marriage, seducing her husband, and framing her for having affairs. Even killing Macy Cho ten thousand times, would not satisfy Mango. However, Mango enjoyed the waiting part of her plan.

Revenge is a dish best served cold.

A rewarding yet mischievous smile was shown on her face.

Nathan knocked for a long time, but no sign showed anyone at home. But Nathan would not give up. If Mango appeared at Rainie's house, he had to witness in person.

After a couple of minutes of continuous knocking, The door was open.

Fluffy hair, loose pajamas, barefooted. But nothing mattered as Mango had a perfect body. "Come on. Stop jerking around!" She complained casually.

Nathan suddenly froze. Her laziness and casual-nature reminded him of his wife.

"Mango..."

He whispered subconsciously. Mango was shocked on the spot.

How could it be him?

Although she knew that staying at Rainie's house would make Nathan suspicious, she did not expect him to come so soon.

Panic aside, Mango quickly adjusted her gesture, by pulling her collar uncomfortably and coughed, "Mr. Ye? Why are you here?"

This "Mr. Ye" pulled Nathan back to his senses.

He narrowed his eyes slightly as if he was X-raying Mango.

Mango sweated her palms, but she managed to calm down and smile, "Mr. Ye, people would misunderstand your visit. If your future wife sees it,

I may suffer again." Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"Who are you?"

Nathan had no intention of a mind game. He asked straightforward. He looked at Mango in her eyes.

In the past, Mango would be threatened by his eyes, as if he could see through people's hearts. Even after five years now, she was still a little timid, but she had to force herself to look straight at Nathan.

"Who do you think I am?"

Her beautiful smile and clear eyes, both were temptations. If it was another woman, Nathan would turn around without hesitation, but Mango was too mysterious.

Nathan suddenly stepped forward and pressed Mango on the wall.

"Miss Shen, I'm not the one jerking around. Nor am I, Nathaniel Ye, a person being trifled with. I'll destroy anything or anyone that's in my way."

He was so close to her that they could hear each other's heartbeat. Mango clenched her hands, but her smile was brighter.

"Are you flirting, Mr. Ye? Or is this a wired way to show hospitality at talents?"

"Mango Shen, why are you here? This place is connected to my wife. Don't tell me you have nothing to do with that! You picked her name and you know Rainie. What is this about?"

Nathan was a little gassed out.

His scent of muscularity pressed against Mango. Mango could even feel his chest under his shirt.

He was still charming as usual!

Unfortunately, he was a heartless person.

Mango narrowed her eyes and whispered, "Your wife, Miss Cho?"

Mango looked up again, without any emotion in her eyes.

Nathan suddenly trembled.

This look, these eyes, so familiar. Whom else could it be other than Mango Shen?

But why didn't she admit it? Why was her face looked different in his memory?

Was it because of that big fire?

Nathan suddenly stretched out his arm and started pulling Mango's collar. He was trying to rip off her clothes!

Mango was scared.

"Nathaniel Ye, what are you doing? Stop! Or I will call the police!"

She clutched her collar tightly, despite the sweat in her palms.

He can't do this!

Her plastic surgery went successful. But the fire marked her body more or less.

She knew that Nathan would suspect and investigate her. But not in a rough way like this. After all, her disguise is a designer, from a partner company.

Looking at Mango's flustered eyes, Nathan hesitated.

"What do you think I'm going to do? Isn't this your purpose?"

As he spoke, Nathan forced harder on his hands, acting mad like nothing matters.