The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)

Chapter 1949

Rita was slightly stunned. When she saw the person in front of her clearly, her face darkened slightly.

"What are you doing here?"

"Stay with you. As I said, no matter where you go, I will stay with you."

Mylo looked at Rita with deep affection in his eyes.

Rita directly avoided his eyes and said faintly, "I've already said that I don't need your pity. And I told you that it's just a joke between you and me. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand. Even if it's a joke, I'll take it seriously. Rita, I like you, can you give me a chance to pursue you?"

Mylo was reluctant to part with him, but it put Rita in a difficult position.

Mylo had been following her since she started teaching in the mountainous area.

She was a teacher, and so was Mylo. She taught knowledge, and Mylo taught them music.

Sometimes, Rita was wondering if she would give Mylo a chance if she was still in good health.

But there were many things that couldn't be predicted.

She was sick and might die soon. She was not afraid of death. She just hated the smell of the hospital and the state of waiting for death in the hospital.

She had also fantasized about love. She wanted to find a love that was as romantic as that of her daddy and mommy, but God didn't give her the chance. When her life entered countdown, God sent Mylo to her instead. It was really ridiculous and a pity.

"I'm tired and want to rest. Mylo, give up. I don't feel anything for you."

Rita's words made Mylo’s eyes fill with hurt. Her heart was also a little uncomfortable, but she didn't give him and Mylo any chance. She closed the door in front of Mylo.

"Rita, I know that you treat me well, but everyone has their own choice. I like you, no matter whether you accept it or not, I like you. If you can accept me, I will be very happy. If you can't accept it, you can't stop me from continuing to like you. I want to follow you, follow you from the ends of the earth!"

Mylo's voice was very deep and gentle, as if a string was playing in his heart, making people feel a little hot and throbbing.

Rita knew that he was actually tempted. It was hard to find such a man who could accompany her to death, but she didn't have much time left. Even if she accepted his feelings, how long could he accompany her? With Mylo's feelings for her, if she really left, she couldn't imagine what kind of things Mylo would do alone.

This man looked gentle but was very stubborn. Rita didn't know what she could bring him. Instead of hurting both of them in the future, it was better to let it be now.

She suppressed the emotions in her heart and covered her mouth tightly, afraid that she would give Mylo infinite hope if she made a

little noise.

There was no sound in the room. Mylo stood outside the door with a bitter smile, but he still said without changing his original intention, "Have a good rest."

The sound of Mylo's leaving footsteps could be heard from outside. It was only then that Rita slowly slid down the door and landed on the ground.

For the past few days, she had been living a positive life, trying hard to let herself be indifferent to life and death. But at this moment, she couldn't help but have some resentment.

Why was God so cruel to her? Since she was weak when she was a child, she had no one to rely on. What did she offend God?

Thinking of the grief of her loved ones, Rita felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on her chest. She could not breathe no matter how hard she tried.

Her body, which had just been treated from the hospital, was in pain because of emotional fluctuations. She could only curl up on the side of the door, on the floor, and tightly hold her legs. She clenched her teeth without saying a word, but her hair was wet with cold sweat. Her clothes were wet, and his face became paler.

Rita insisted, but in the end, her vision went black and she fainted.

No one knew when the bedroom window opened, but a black figure suddenly rushed in. He saw Rita, who was lying on the ground, carried her on her shoulder and run away without saying a word.

"Stop!"

As soon as the man in black left through the window, he met Mylo outside.

''Put her down. Get out of here."

Mylo's voice was cold and resolute. Compared to the tenderness and consideration he had for Rita's words, he was a completely different person.

The man in black was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect to meet a man here. He immediately said in a cold voice, "Don't meddle in other people's business, or I'll kill

you."

"Haha!"

Mylo sneered, and his gentle eyes suddenly became sharp. Then he punched the face of the man in black with his left hook.

The man in black could never have imagined that this gentle-looking man would suddenly make a move. In a panic, he hurriedly accepted the challenge, but he could not do it because he was carrying Rita on his shoulder. He could only narrowly avoid it.

However, the more Mylo fought, the braver he became. Like a dormant beast, he suddenly burst out all his potential.

After all, the man in black was no match for him. In a panic, he threw the unconscious Rita directly to Mylo.

Mylo didn't dare to continue fighting. He hugged Rita and entered the house through the front door.

Looking at Rita's pale face and soaked clothes, he couldn't help squinting his eyes. Then he put Rita on the bed, went to the bathroom to find a wet towel to mix hot water. He gently wiped Rita’s cheeks, and some skin outside her hands and clothes.

Rita was still in a coma.

Mylo found a female service crew to draw a clean outfit for Rita. Then he came out of his bedroom, stood in the corridor outside the door, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.

In the smoke, no one could see his face clearly. But at this time, Mylo's temperament was completely different from that of a music artist.

Back then, he had abandoned music and became a businessman because of Rita. He had never regretted it for so many years, but when he saw Rita's current physical condition, Mylo felt a little regretful. He regretted that he had come too late. If he had found Rita earlier, perhaps the two of them would have ended up with different results today.

A cigarette was quickly finished, but Mylo's mood didn't improve in the slightest. He felt that he needed to do something. At least before Rita's body was completely ill, what would he do for him?

Mylo took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. He said in a low voice, "How's the development of the new medicine going?" This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The other party responded quickly.

"Mr. Hans, the development of the new medicine is not very smooth. A few days ago, I did research on the mouse. The side effects of the new medicine are very big. The mouse passed away in a few days, so this medicine can't be carried out on the human body now."

Hearing this result, Mylo felt very uncomfortable. Was there really nothing that could stop Rita from leaving the human world?

When he thought of the fact that there would never be another woman named Rita in this world, Mylo felt as if his entire life had lost its brilliance, leaving behind only a grayish white.

He didn't know when he was so obsessed with this woman and had such strong feelings for her. But he knew that if Rita was really gone, he might go crazy.

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, another sound came from the room, which scared Mylo and made him nervous.