The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)

Chapter 400

"Go, go now!"

Mango's first reaction was to push Nathaniel away as quickly as possible. It was as if Nathaniel wasn't her husband, but a scandalous lover instead.

Nathaniel's face suddenly darkened.

"Are you trying to drive me away? I'm your lawfully wedded husband, so where am I to go?"

The tone of Nathaniel's voice was very displeased.

However, Mango replied as she heard the footsteps that were getting closer, "Gosh, who cares about that right now? Hurry up and leave! I don't want anyone else to know that there's a man in my room."

With that, Nathaniel's expression became even more sour.

"Isn't Walter a man as well? Doesn't he come here every day? If so, why can't I be here?"

"But he doesn't climb into my bed like you did?!"

"What the hell? So you want to have sex with him?"

Nathaniel's voice rose rapidly, which scared Mango so much that she covered his mouth.

"Why the hell are you shouting! Nothing happened between me and Walter. Ugh, your anger is clouding your head, just go!"

Then, Mango pushed Nathaniel out of the room with all her might and she didn't even give him the time to put his clothes on. She pushed him out to the balcony, shoved his clothes into his arms and slammed the door closed.

The cold wind whipped at Nathaniel's body and he shivered as he looked at his heartless wife. After that, he sorted himself out and drew the blanket over himself faster than he ever had while in the military.

Anger ripped through his body when he saw how pathetic he looked.

How dare she!

No one had ever pushed him out of bed, nor driven him out of their rooms like he was some secret lover.

Wasn't that heartless wife of his afraid that someone would see Nathaniel naked on the balcony?

Although he was pissed off, he still reluctantly put on his clothes.

Ugh, f*ck!

He hadn't even showered yet!

With that thought in mind, Nathaniel's expression was sour.

Meanwhile, Mango couldn't care less about what he thought right now as she folded up the blankets and opened the windows as if she was scared of leaving a trace in the room.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Miss Shen, Mr. Song had me bring you some supper in case you got hungry."

The waiter's voice rang out, and Mango called out a reply and went to open the door.

Nathaniel was so pissed off when he heard this that he nearly went inside to yell at the waiter.

In fact, he was waiting for the waiter to leave so he could go inside and take a shower. It was too uncomfortable for him not to. Then, he heard Mango say, "What's going on outside?"

"Nothing much, a gambler lost too much money and his wife is here arguing with him."

"Do you need me to go down and have a look?" "No, but Mr. Song intends for you to change your room. He's afraid that it would be bad when too many people catch a glimpse of you."

The waiter's words made Mango pause for a moment before she nodded.

"Which room does he want me to move to?"

"The innermost room is Mr.Song's private quarters, and usually no one goes there uninvited. So, he's asked for you to go there."

"All right."

Then, Mango looked thoughtfully in the direction of the balcony before she walked away with the waiter.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel was pissed off!

He was Mango's husband, and yet she treats him like this?

Moreover, she even left without saying another word to him!

He had planned to rush out and take a shower after the waiter had left, but now he had lost the mood to do so.

Meanwhile, there was a commotion brewing downstairs and he would be discovered if he stayed any longer. God knows what would happen to Mango then.

As he thought of this, Nathaniel angrily climbed down the balcony and got back into the car.

After that, Thomas smelled a musky scent in the air and asked quizzically, "What did you do, Mr. Ye? What's that smell?"

"What does it have to do with you? Drive!"

Nathaniel's words sounded angry, and it made Thomas very confused. Could it be that he was pissed off because he didn't find Mango?

The thought slipped past Thomas' mind as he drove Nathaniel back to the Ye's Mansion.

He thought that everyone has fallen asleep, but Zion poked his head out of the bedroom and walked out when he saw Nathaniel.

"Mr. Ye, did you see Mommy?"

Nathaniel's expression darkened slightly.

"Yes, I saw her. Go to sleep and stop meddling in our affairs."

As he spoke, Nathaniel was about to walk up the stairs as he felt very uncomfortable.

However, Zion grabbed his hand and said, "What did you do?"

"What else did I do? I went to see your mother."

"No, your clothes are all wrinkled. Did you go fool around with another woman?"

Zion sniffed the air as if he were a detective, and his expression exasperated Nathaniel.

"You little punk, what do you know about women? What do you mean about fooling around? Go back to bed!"

Nathaniel dragged Zion back into the bedroom as he spoke.

Then, Zion suddenly shouted at the top of his voice.

"Grandma, Mr. Ye fooling around with other women, are you going to do something about it?"

"What the hell, you little rascal! What are you talking about?"

Nathaniel covered Zion's mouth with his hand, but the living room lights had already flickered on.

After that, Madam Ye was pushed out by a couple of servants and Nick followed behind her.

At that moment, only Rita and Wisdom were still asleep.

Everyone's attention was completely focused on Nathaniel.

"Nathaniel, where did you go? Why is your clothes like this?"

It was the first time Nick had seen the usually tidy Nathaniel messed up his shirt buttons, so he was quite surprised.

Meanwhile, Madam Ye glanced at Nathaniel and found that his clothes were wrinkly and there was a faint scratch mark on his neck. Her eyes then narrowed at him.

"Come with me to the study! Zion, go to sleep."

"Okay!"

Now that Zion had gotten what he wanted, he stuck out his tongue at Nathaniel and ran away. Nathaniel was so angry that he couldn't wait to kick his son in the back.

"Mom, it's not like what Zion said, I..."

"Come to the study! Aren't you ashamed?"

Madam Ye's expression was as dark as a thunderstorm, and it made Nathaniel shudder in fear. After that, he followed his mother into the study with a resigned look on his face.

On the other hand, Nick stepped out of the study and smiled as Nathaniel passed him. "Honesty is the best policy here. If you're honest, mom might forgive you since Mango isn't here."

"Get the hell out of here!"

Nick's words were ridiculous, and Nathaniel was so pissed that he kicked Nick, who dodged it.

"Close the door and come in!"

Madam Ye's voice was especially threatening.

Thus, Nathaniel was a little loss for words.

Ever since he turned eighteen, he had rarely ever been lectured by Madam Ye like this. Now that he felt extremely uncomfortable. Plus, everyone in the house was judging him when he didn't do anything at all!

Just as he closed the door to the study, Madam Ye slammed her hand on the table.

"Tell me, where the hell did you go and with whom did fool around with, huh? The news around Mango hasn't stopped circulating yet. It was fine when you went to the casinos as you were looking for Mango, but what have you done today? Were you looking for her or looking for a bedmate?"

"Well, I found a bedmate."

Nathaniel admitted softly, which stunned Madam Ye slightly before she became furious. Moreover, she picked up a book to hit him over the head with.

"You actually have the balls to admit it! You b*stard, how could you do this to Mango! Get over here!"

Just as Madam Ye was about to beat the daylights out of Nathaniel, he hurriedly said, "Mom, I was with Mango."

"What?"

Madam Ye was instantly dumbfounded and she couldn't believe it.

"It's true, I was with Mango earlier!"

At the thought of his earlier experience, Nathaniel was so frustrated that he wanted to kill himself.

He was pushed out of the window by his wife as if he were her secret lover. How could he tell Madam Ye such a shameful thing?

Obviously, Madam Ye was reluctant to believe him.

"Why would you look so pathetic after you've been with Mango? Don't tell me that she caused this."

"Who else could it be if not that heartless woman?"

Nathaniel's tone was acidic, and it sounded like he'd been wronged. Hence, Madam Ye didn't know what she should do now.

"Was it really Mango?"

"If you don't believe me, you can call her and ask!"

Nathaniel said angrily.

He felt an uncomfortable stickiness all over his body and he wanted nothing more than to have a hot shower. However, he'd been accused of fooling around with other women and lectured by his mother like a child.

What did he do to deserve this?

When Madam Ye saw Nathaniel's reaction, she decided not to ask any further. After all, she couldn't just call Mango up and ask if they just had sex, could she?

"Ahem, then hurry up and go take a shower. Also, you shouldn't come home looking like this even if you slept with Mango. If someone else saw it, who knows what other stories they might write about you. The scandal between you and Andrea hasn't even been blown over yet, you know? Do you want to become even more famous?"

Nathaniel was flabbergasted.

Well, he wanted to come back clean and refreshed, but did Mango give him the time to freshen up?

Alas, he couldn't tell his mother about such an embarrassing thing, so he could only angrily say, "Mom, I'm going back to my room."

"Go then!"

Madam Ye also felt that this misunderstanding was too much for her tonight.

She cleared her throat and allowed Nathaniel to leave the study.

As soon as Nathaniel opened the door, he saw Nick eavesdropping by the door. Then, he angrily said, "We haven't seen each other a few days, and yet you've mastered the art of eavesdropping? Since when have you become such a sissy?"

After that, Nathaniel went back to his room angrily without sparing Nick another glance. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

After he returned to his room, Nathaniel took a quick shower and felt much better. As he laid on the bed, he suddenly realised that it was so very big.

Previously, he never got this feeling when Mango was around as the bed had always felt quite cozy. However, now it felt lonely and empty like stretches of the vast sea.