Mia sighed as she gazed at Dylan, who appeared nervous, his eyes fixed on her. "We've been here for almost twenty minutes, and you haven't said a word." Dylan finally broke the silence.

"Dylan..." Mia called out softly, and Dylan took her hand, kissing it gently. "Talk to me, baby."

"You know I love you, right?" she whispered, but Dylan only nodded.

"I love you so much, but I'm sick and tired of your behavior. Let's break up." The words hung in the air as Dylan stood still, frozen for a moment.

"Did I hear you right?" he asked, chuckling nervously. His forehead glistened with perspiration as he stared at Mia anxiously.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Dylan, but I can't keep up with your stupidity anymore. I'm done with this relationship," Mia said, her voice firm as she stood up, wiping away the tears welling up in her eyes. "Let's never cross paths again." With that, she left Dylan standing alone, struggling to comprehend the situation.

Mia returned home and sat down quietly, breaking into tears as she cried loudly. The door opened, and Nora entered, concern etched on her face.

"Mia, babe, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Did you get fired?" she asked, anxiety evident in her voice.

"I broke up with him," Mia replied, her voice barely above a whisper, still crying.

Nora let out a sigh of relief as she sat beside Mia, hugging her tightly. "Thank God you finally let go of that psychopath. Don't worry, babe; a guy worthy of you will come along someday. May you never cross paths with such a psychopath again." She consoled Mia, who cried profusely in her arms.

Just then, a loud bang on the door echoed through the room, and Dylan stood before them, looking disheveled and drunk, clutching a bottle of alcohol. His eyes were red and bloodshot.

"Mia, how could you? A three-year relationship, and you think you can just end it with those few words? Do you know how much I've suffered? Without you by my side, the day seems doomed. I've loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you. I love you to the moon and back, Mia." He cried, falling to the ground, still gripping the bottle tightly. 

Nora glared at him, her voice firm. "Enough of your dramatics, psychopath! I've been praying for this day to come, so get your filthy self out of my house right now!"

Dylan chuckled menacingly, his eyes fixed on her. "I'm not here for you, bitch, so don't let me vent my anger on you." His voice sent chills down Nora's spine, sounding murderous.

"Nora, please, can you handle this?" Mia pleaded, walking up to the drunk Dylan, who kept staring at her. "My angel, I'll never leave you. I'm going to stick to you like glue," he said softly.

"You're a fool, Dylan," Mia replied.

"I'll gladly be a fool for you, Mia. You intoxicate me, you drive me crazy, baby," he said, trying to hold her, but she threw his hand off. "You idiot! Our relationship is over, so get the hell out of my house right now!" Mia blurted out in anger.

"If you break up with me, Mia, I'm going to commit suicide," he said, and Mia gasped in fear.

"Get out before I call the cops on you," she said.

"I'll go to jail if loving you is a felony," he said, breaking the bottle in two. The two girls stared in disbelief, becoming afraid as they thought of what to do.

"Oh girl, how did you come across this lunatic?" Nora asked in fear, as Mia sighed heavily.

"Dylan, please let go of that," Mia pleaded, trying to collect the bottle from him. Dylan laughed like a lunatic, the alcohol having taken full control of him. He was about to hit the bottle on his head when he passed out, and the girls sighed in relief. They dragged him out of the house and put him in a cab, which drove him home safely.

"Good riddance to bad rubbish," Nora said, breathing in and out, as Mia kept silent, sitting on the bed and crying loudly.

Meanwhile, in another scene, Brianna glared at Mason, who bowed in embarrassment. "You've brought nothing but embarrassment to me, you idiot!" she said.

"Mum, I don't have an idea of how I got to Bryson's mansion," he said in a low voice.

"How could you have known when you've been drinking all your life away?" she bellowed at him.

"Whatever, mum," Mason said nonchalantly, walking out of the room as Brianna sighed heavily.

In another part of town, Bryson was in his bedroom, picking an apple from the basket in front of him. He took a bite, and then his phone started ringing. He frowned, seeing who was calling. He started sweating profusely, ignoring the calls and losing his appetite immediately. He dropped the apple back in the basket and sighed heavily.

A few minutes later, a notification entered his phone, and he was stunned to see the message. "Bryson, love, I've missed you. I really had a great time here in Korea, but I will be coming back to the states soon. Expect my return, because it's going to hit hard. From your love, Sophia."

Bryson scoffed, throwing his phone on the bed as he stared into blank space. "What the hell does she want from me after ruining my life?" He groaned inwardly.