Chapter 80

Nyla was dazed for a few seconds before she felt an indescribable warmth well up inside her.

After getting up, washing up, taking her medicine, and eating her chicken soup, she decided to thank Damon properly. After all, she had been holding onto his hand all night, and he probably hadn't had a good rest.

When she reached the door of the room next door, it opened from the inside just as she reached out to knock.

Damon, with slightly damp hair and dressed in a fresh outfit, seemed to have just taken a shower.

"Mr. Sumner, I came to thank you for last night. I appreciate it," Nyla said.

Seeing Nyla's eyes lowered, her hands awkwardly clasped in front of her, Damon thought she seemed a bit uncomfortable and nervous around him.

Upon realizing this, his mood unexpectedly soured. He pressed his thin lips together.

"There's no need for thanks. Just make sure to speak up if you're feeling unwell next time. Don't make things difficult for others," he said.

His indifferent tone made Nyla