Chapter 597

Nyla glanced at Damon, her eyes blazing with anger. "Damon, you're such a jerk!"

"Fifty seconds left," Damon replied, his tone flat

His expression was cold, and the icy glint in his eyes sent chills through her.

"Fine, I agree," Nyla finally conceded.

She was resolute—she couldn't bear the thought of losing Mason again.

Damon didn't seem surprised by her surrender. He answered coldly, "He's in Room 302."

Without looking back, Nyla hurried down the hall.

When she reached the door, she stopped abruptly, taking a deep breath. Her hand trembled as she grasped the doorknob, slowly pushing the door open.

Even though she had tried to prepare herself, the sight of Mason hit her harder than expected. Her eyes immediately filled with tears.

In just a few days, he had lost weight, his face pale and gaunt. He looked utterly defeated.

"Buddy…" Nyla's voice broke, tears spilling over.

Mason turned his head, disbelief flickering across his face. As soon as he saw her, the dullness in his