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.

been hesitating just outside the door, relaxed at her

stepped inside. "Yes, yes! I made sure to prepare it the moment I heard you were awake. I've been waiting for this day, and I am so glad to see you up

handed over the neatly wrapped snacks, watching her eyes light up as she

chatting softly and catching up. The atmosphere was calm, filled with a quiet comfort that had

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

as the door clicked shut, the room now silent except for the

there?" she whispered into

here, Nnenna," the Love System replied, its tone warm and

she asked, her voice trembling slightly. "I don't have much time left... and I don't want

she could finish, its

continued, "all you have to do is help people

embarrassed. She decided to deflect. "Okay... I'll start once

voice sharpened. "I'd advise against waiting. You don't have much time left. Use your drip stand or anything else for support, but move! Move,

the bed and gripped the drip stand tightly. Her body protested with every step, but she refused to let

to an end, cast her curious looks. A

forward. She turned a corner and froze at the

CRASH!

her jump. Anxiety gripped her chest as she thought, 'What if someone's

the door to the room from which the sound

floor, a tray pan beside him and its contents

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

tumbled to the ground right next to the man. Pain radiated through her limbs

the air had turned to ice the moment Nnenna entered. She had not expected

beside him, he did not flinch. He did not even turn his head to look at her, which