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 cheerful

smile appeared on his face as he 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

over the neatly wrapped snacks, watching

by her bedside, chatting softly and catching up. The atmosphere was calm, filled with a quiet comfort that had been absent for so

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

clicked shut, the room now silent except

you there?" she whispered into

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

trembling slightly. "I don't have much time left... and I

its tone probing yet gentle. "Getting your what?

emotions. "Anyway," it continued, "all you have to

caught and slightly embarrassed. She decided to deflect. "Okay... I'll start once I feel strong

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

her legs over the side of the bed and gripped the drip stand tightly. Her body

the bright lights and bustling noise greeted her. Visitors, now leaving as the day came to an end, cast her curious looks. A pale girl in a hospital gown, clutching a

turned a corner

CRASH!

sharply through the corridor, making her jump. Anxiety gripped her chest as she thought, 'What if someone's in trouble?' Her second thought, equally pressing, was, 'This could

from which the sound had come. Her eyes widened

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

her drip stand in her rush to help. She took

tumbled to the ground right next to the man. Pain

Nnenna entered. She had not expected a warm welcome, but

when she fell clumsily beside him, he did not flinch. He did not even turn his head to look at her, which struck