Chapter 1197

Damon paused mid-step and turned back to look at Nyla. "Alright."

Seeing him walking toward her again, clearly about to pick her up, she quickly stopped him. "No need, I can walk on my own."

Afraid he'd insist on carrying her anyway, she immediately stood and hurried toward the stairs, taking the long way around the couch.

Watching her flee, Damon couldn't help but smirk. But as the smile lingered, a shadow of sadness darkened his gaze.

Unaware of his emotions, Nyla quickly returned to the bedroom.

Mason was already awake, sitting on the bed, groggily rubbing his eyes.

When he saw her, he asked in a soft, sleepy voice, "Mommy, when did you carry me here?"

His messy bedhead and drowsy little face were so adorable that Nyla couldn't resist reaching out to pinch his cheek. "After you fell asleep last night. Now that you're up, go back to your room and change, okay?"

was about to climb out of bed when he suddenly

around and realized that when Damon had carried Mason over last night, they

you back to your room,

Thank you, Mommy!" Mason

arms around her neck and kissed her on the cheek. "Mommy, you've been

bed with her. Nyla's steps slowed as she asked, "When have I ever not been nice to you?" "You're always

about that?"

that,

smile, Nyla couldn't help but smile

him back to his room, she returned to the master

the time she had dressed and finished washing up,

down, her phone rang-it was Harrison's housekeeper. "Ms. Kinsey, the doctor checked on Mr. Jayston this morning

replied, "Alright,

Mason,

looked up from his book. "What is

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