The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)

Chapter 465

Carter was so pissed off that he began yelling outside, but Walter was already used to it.

"Why is he ruining my kitchen instead of the one at his apartment? He did this on purpose!"

Carter was so angry that he felt rather faint.

Ever since Walter was rescued from his kidnapping years ago, his demeanor seemed to have changed. Hence, Walter had become reckless and uncontrollable.

The corners of Walter's mouth twitched and he said, "Well, yeah. I can't bear to destroy my apartment. I'd have to renovate if I set it on fire."

Carter couldn't take it anymore and his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

"Carter! Carter! Someone call the family doctor quick!"

Mrs. Song was so anxious that she broke out in a cold sweat.

Meanwhile, Walter casually took a shower as he was used to his father's anger.

Plus, the doctor was always on standby at home, and his father wouldn't pass away so easily.

After his shower, Walter changed into his clothes and he stared at the bald spot on his forehead. Next, he put on a hat to leave the house.

Then, he found a hairstylist and had them shave him bald. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

How could he go out with such a hairstyle?

When he left the barber's, he felt a chilly breeze caress his head. The feeling was unusual, and the stares everyone gave him served made Walter even angrier.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a monk?"

Walter roared at the people around him and those people dissipated quickly.

Just as he wanted to go get something to eat, Walter received a call from Zion.

Walter answered the phone, "Hey, you little brat! I heard you caught a cold? That's kind of stupid, don't you think? Your Mommy is fine, so don't worry. I just returned from the hospital, and she seems to be in good spirits."

Upon hearing Walter's words, Zion was relieved and he whispered, "Uncle Song, thank you. I heard that you saved my Mommy last night."

How did Zion know about this when even Madam Ye was in the dark?

Walter was shocked for a while before he remembered that Zion was a genius. Perhaps he had infiltrated the hospital's surveillance system.

"You can't just hack someone's security system without them knowing, that's illegal, you know?"

"I'm just worried about Mommy."

Zion's voice was hoarse, and it was accompanied by some coughing which made Walter distressed.

When he recalled that Mango was unable to take care of her son at this time, Walter couldn't help but say, "I'll buy something nice and come over to visit."

"Sure! I'd love a durian crumble."

Zion wasn't shy about demanding what he wanted.

Walter smiled before replying, "Okay, I'll go and get it for you."

"Nice, I'll be waiting."

After he hung up the phone, Zion got up to change his clothes before he saw Madam Ye enter the room.

'Grandma.'

"Are you feeling better now?"

Madam Ye's heart ached for this grandson of hers.

"I'm much better. Uncle Song will be coming to see me later."

Zion's words surprised Madam Ye, but she still smiled before saying, "Okay, but you need to take care of yourself, understand?"

"Thank you, Grandma."

Then, Madam Ye smoothed a hand over Zion's forehead and she realized that his fever had subsided. After that, she had someone prepare some warm water for Zion.

When Walter arrived at Ye's Mansion, his new hairstyle shocked Madam Ye.

"Mr. Song, your hairstyle is...quite unique."

Madam Ye was too embarrassed to say anything else, and unique was the best adjective she could come up with.

Then, Walter stroked his bald head and he replied, "This is what's fashionable these days, Madam Ye."

"Oh, I see."

Madam Ye smiled faintly in reply. However, she knew that she would kill her sons if either one decided to sport a hairstyle like this.

"Zion is upstairs. You can go up and see him." Walter shrugged his shoulders casually at Madam Ye's words before he went upstairs to Zion's room.

"Hey, you little brat! Here are your durian crumbles."

Walter immediately handed the snack to Zion.

Meanwhile, Zion stared at Walter in surprise for quite some time.

"How do I look, cool right?"

Walter asked with a smile.

Zion nodded and he replied, "Yeah, it's cool. You look like you just left prison."

"Can't you at least be nice?"

Walter was already in a sullen mood, and Zion's words only made it worse.

"Is it really that bad?"

"It's fine. Just need some time to get used to it."

This time, Zion decided to spare Walter some of the embarrassment.

Then, Walter sat listlessly next to him before saying, "If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have tried."

"Tried to do what?"

"None of your business!"

Walter would never, ever tell Zion that he burned off his hair trying to cook for Mango.

Since Walter didn't want to talk about it, Zion decided not to press for answers. Instead, he ate his durian crumble while handing over a bottle of medicine to Walter.

"What's this?"

Walter asked curiously.

Zion said, "Uncle Merle gave it to me. He said it was very effective in healing wounds, and it was some secret concoction. It's yours! Thank you for saving my mother yesterday."

At that, Walter smiled and he unbuttoned his shirt without hesitation in front of Zion.

The boy's eyes narrowed when he saw the wound on Walter's shoulder.

"Uncle Song, does it hurt?"

"Of course not! Real men take the pain silently. Do you think you could apply the medicine for me, you brat? I can't reach it."

Right now, Walter wasn't being polite to Zion at all.

In his eyes, Zion was Nathaniel's son just as much as he was Mango's son.

Thus, he should take the opportunity to push him around.

Then, Zion put down the durian crumble and he went to wash his hands. After that, he applied the medicine to Walter's wound according to Merle's instructions.

"Aah!"

Walter suddenly screamed in pain.

"Jesus Christ, be gentle! What kind of medicine is this? It feels like you've put chili oil on my wound! Are you playing some sort of joke on me?"

Walter was in so much pain that his entire body was twitching.

Rarely did he ever need to endure such pain.

Zion replied faintly, "A real man takes the pain silently, so I'm sure it doesn't matter to you, right? Didn't you just say that just now? Why? Can't you take it anymore? I forgot to tell you that Uncle Merle told me that this ointment's effect is strong, so it will hurt terribly. Yet, it's very effective, and your wound will be scabbed over by tomorrow."

As he spoke, Zion continued to apply the medicine.

On the other hand, Walter wanted nothing more than to leave the room immediately. Unfortunately, he had to preserve his pride in front of Zion, so he just gritted his teeth to take the pain. Alas, tears started brimming up in his eyes.

F*ck!

He really didn't want to cry!

However, the sharp scent of the medication stimulated his nose, and tears spilled out involuntarily.

Despite wanting to maintain his image, Walter failed as the tears started rolling down his cheeks.

Damn it!

It really hurt!

After Zion finished applying the medicine, he was shocked to see that Walter was crying, "Ah! You're crying, Uncle Song! Don't move, I'll take a photo for you as a memento."

Zion left to look for his phone in a hurry as he said that, and it angered Walter so much that he wanted to beat the child.

"Zion! You did that on purpose, did you?"

One half of his shoulder was already numbed.

On the other hand, Zion took a few burst shots on his phone before he smiled while saying, "You're lame, Uncle Song! Mr. Ye didn't even flinch when I applied the same medicine on him." "Is Mr. Ye even human? He's basically a beast in human form!"

The pain was so intense that Walter nearly went berserk, and the ache penetrated deep into his soul.

Then, Zion replied faintly, "If Mr. Ye is a beast, then you'll be his prey. You're no match for him."

"You little brat! Did you ask me to come here just to anger me? I'm leaving!"

Walter stood up petulantly, but Zion then grabbed hold of his wrist.

"Ah, don't be like that, Uncle Song. Can't you take a joke? Why are you being so petty with a kid?"

"So what? Do you take pride in bullying adults?"

Walter felt as if he was being used.

Nathaniel was a sly fox, and Zion was just the younger copy of him. He used his cold as an excuse for Walter to come and see him, but Walter ended up being bullied instead.

Zion actually wanted to laugh at Walter's current situation, but he stopped himself out of fear of driving Walter away, "Fine, I was wrong to bully you, okay?"

"That's more like it."

Walter then sat on the bed shirtless as he waited for the burning in his shoulder to disappear.

"Go ahead, you sly little boy. What are you planning?"

If Walter missed the sneaky gleam in Zion's eyes, he was not Walter Song then!

Zion smiled before saying, "I want you to do me a favor."

"Tell me about it first."

Walter wasn't that stupid to immediately walk into Zion's trap.

Although Zion was young, he had plenty of tricks up his sleeve just like his father.

Walter cursed Nathaniel in his heart, but he had no idea that his facial expression betrayed his thoughts.

Then, Zion shook his head before he recalled that he still needed Walter's help. He turned on the computer before saying, "I've located Mr. Ye's cell signal."

"Where is it?"

In fact, Walter didn't give a damn where Nathaniel was, but after witnessing Mango calling out his name during her coma, Walter was quite curious to know his location.

Right now, all he wanted to do was go over and gave Nathaniel a good beating. It would be even better if Nathaniel was paralyzed from that drubbing.

As the evil thoughts crossed Walter's mind, he spotted Zion pointing to a spot on the map, "Here he is. Uncle Song, do you think you can help me go and find out what happened to my Daddy?"

Zion's eyes were filled with hope, and it was the first time that he'd ever spoken so formally to Walter.

Walter suddenly found himself unable to refuse Zion. Although he had his father's eyes, the look in them reminded Walter of the way Mango looked.

"Why me? You have a lot of people in the Ye family, so why should I be the one to help you?"