They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 7: Pity of a Stray Animal

"Where is my sister?!" Obinna demanded at the reception desk, his voice commanding and filled with urgency.

The receptionist froze, her cheeks flushing at the sight of the handsome second prince. She stumbled over her words, her mind rendered useless under his piercing gaze.

"Are you deaf?" he snapped, his tone sharp enough to cut through her daze. "Where is Princess Ebere?!"

Flustered and close to tears, the receptionist hastily handed over a card with the patient's location. In her panic, she didn't realize that he had asked for Princess Ebere, not Princess Nnenna whose name was printed on the card.

The elevator ride was tense, the housekeeper fidgeting nervously beside the prince. As the doors slid open to the top floor, Prince Obinna stormed out, his long strides eating up the distance to the patient's room. He flung the door open, his eyes scanning the room.

Instead of Princess Ebere, he found Nnenna. She lay pale and frail, her eyes fluttering open at the abrupt noise.

For a moment, they stared at each other. Obinna's steps faltered as guilt flickered in his usually impassive eyes, but he shook it off as his heart turned cold again.

Nnenna's heart tightened at the sight of him. 'Why is he here? I can't even enjoy coming back to life for one day without them ruining it for me?' she wondered bitterly. Memories of his indifference during her darkest moments came rushing back.

'Even if it's for once, I just want you to feel sorry for me. If love is too much, then at least grant me the pity you would give a stray animal.' She thought bitterly.

The last time they had been in the same room, she had been bleeding at the bottom of the staircase, pushed by her fourth brother, Chidera. Obinna had seen it all.

He had not lifted a finger to help, leaving the servants to rush her to the hospital. His cold words from the past echoed in her mind: "She is a dead weight. Let her go."

And now, he stood there, staring at her with something that almost resembled remorse.

unwilling to engage. 'What good are your feelings now? Are you here to pretend, to act like a good brother for

lamenting on his wasted time when a wave of guilt washed

prince to lash out or demand answers about the mix up. But Obinna did nothing. He

heavier with every passing second, broken only by the faint sound of the heart monitor beeping steadily beside Nnenna's

his towering frame casting a shadow over the

Nnenna's sharp voice rang out, laced with both fear and defiance, ready to fight back "Come to finish the job?" She glared at him

his tracks, his lips parting slightly. For a long moment, he simply stared at her, his gaze unreadable. When he finally

Nnenna "..."

I just hear' Nnenna thought

said it. He couldn't explain the sudden wave of guilt that compelled him to apologize. All he knew was that it felt

the door, was utterly shocked. His eyes darted between the prince and Nnenna, silently urging her

"I don't need your apology," she said coldly, turning her face away from

mixture of frustration and confusion brewing within him. 'Why am I

turn, he strode out of the

she was holding.

the

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Nnenna "..."

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