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Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 597
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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.

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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 eyes vanished, replaced by a spark of life. "Mommy!" he cried, leaping off the bed and rushing into her arms.

Nyla crouched quickly, catching him in a tight embrace. "Mommy's here. Don't be scared. I won't leave you again. No one's going to take you away." As Mason buried his face into her shoulder, the familiar scent of gardenias enveloped him, and his tears flowed freely.

"I missed you so much, Mommy," he sobbed.

"I missed you too," Nyla whispered, gently rubbing his back. "But no more tears now, okay?" She soothed him until his sobs turned to quiet sniffles.

"Mommy, are you takinghome? I don't want to stay here. I want to go home... Mason's voice wavered.

Nyla paused, her hand stilling as she wiped his tear-streaked face.

After a moment, she answered softly, "We can't go hjust yet, sweetie. You're still sick and need to stay here until you get better. But once you're well, we'll go home." "But I don't want to stay here! I hate that mean daddy! I don't want him to be my dad!" Mason complained, "Okay, okay, we won't let him be your dad. But you need to get better first. Also, you have to promise Mommy that you won't do anything so dangerous again. Hearing you jumped from the second floor nearly gavea heart attack!" Nyla said, her voice strained with conce As she spoke, she picked Mason up and gently placed him back on the bed.

Chapter 597 +25 BONUS "That's only because that mean dad wouldn't letsee you and lockedup!" Mason exclaimed, frustration evident in his voice. Nyla frowned. "But that doesn't mean you can hurt yourself to get what you want. Have you forgotten what I taught you?" Feeling a pang of guilt, Mason lowered his head and mumbled, "No matter the situation, the most important thing is to protect myself." "Since you remember, why would you do something like this?" Nyla asked softly, her expression a mixture of worry and sadness.

Mason pouted, his voice weak. "Because I wanted to see you, and I didn't want to be separated from you...

71 As the tears Mason had been holding back finally spilled over, Nyla's heart softened.

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"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. I promise I won't leave you again, okay?" she said gently.

Mason nodded, sniffling. "Mm." Just then, the door to the hospital ward opened, and Luca walked in, carrying a food container.

"Ms. Kinsey, this is from Mr. Sumner. Mr. Mason hasn't eaten in severah days," he said as he approached. Nyla reached out to take it. "Thank you." "Of course. I'll be right outside, so

callif you need anything," Luca replied before exiting the room. After Luca left, Nyla placed the food container on the table beside the bed. She opened it and set the meal in front of Mason.

Seeing the simple vegetable soup and a few side dishes, om disappointment flickered across NO Mason's face. He looked up at Nyla and pleaded, "Mommy, I want a fried.

drumstick..." "We can't have that right now. You need to eat light while you're in the hospital. Once you're discharged, I'll make it for you, okay?" Nyla coaxed him with a reassuring smile.

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