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

Chapter 8: The Paralyzed Man

Nnenna groaned. "A fair trade?! This is daylight robbery!"

The system sniffed. "Well, maybe if you stopped using points on pity parties, oh, by the way, you might want to look up."

"Look up?"

She raised her head, her heart sinking as she realized the housekeeper was still standing in the doorway. His face was a mixture of concern and confusion, his hand hovering as if debating whether to call for the doctor.

Nnenna "..."

The princess's shifting expressions and muttered words had not gone unnoticed.

"That fall must have been terrible," he murmured to himself.

"Grandpa Housekeeper! You're still here?" Nnenna forced a bright smile, her voice trembling slightly. "Please, come in!"

The old man hesitated, his worry deepening. Why did she suddenly sound so...normal? He stepped into the room cautiously, still unsure if he should call a psychiatrist.

Nnenna silently prayed that he would ignore everything he just noticed.

The last thing she wanted was to be admitted to the psychiatric ward.

Planning her revenge from there would be much more difficult.

"Come in, come in! Did you bring my favorite snack?" Nnenna called out eagerly, her voice carrying a rare spark of excitement.

hesitating just outside the door, relaxed at

smile appeared on his face as he stepped inside. "Yes, yes! I made sure to prepare it the moment I heard

neatly wrapped snacks, watching her eyes light up as she

and catching up. The atmosphere was calm, filled with a quiet

the housekeeper rose reluctantly, patting her shoulder before he left. "Rest well, Princess Nnenna. I will visit again

pillows as the door clicked shut, the room now silent except for the faint hum of hospital

there?" she

Love System replied, its tone warm and

trembling slightly. "I don't have much time left... and I don't want to die again

before she could finish, its

her conflicted emotions. "Anyway," it continued, "all you have to do is help people in any way you can. The bigger the help, the bigger the good

flushed, feeling caught and slightly embarrassed. She decided to deflect. "Okay... I'll start

against waiting. You don't have much time left. Use your drip stand or anything

by the urgency in its tone, Nnenna swung her legs over the side of the bed and gripped the drip stand tightly. Her body protested with every

noise greeted her. Visitors, now leaving as the day came to an end, cast her curious

the stares, focusing on moving forward. She turned a corner and froze at

CRASH!

jump. Anxiety gripped her chest as she thought, 'What if someone's in trouble?' Her second thought, equally pressing, was, 'This could be a chance to earn

from which the sound had

man lay sprawled awkwardly on the floor, a tray pan beside him and its contents scattered everywhere. He

okay?" Nnenna gasped, letting go of her drip stand in her rush to help. She took a

beneath her, and with a surprised yelp, she tumbled to the ground right next to the man.

to ice the moment Nnenna entered. She had not expected a warm

beside him, he did not flinch. He did not even turn