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.

just outside

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

over the neatly wrapped snacks, watching her eyes light

moment as he settled into the chair by her bedside, chatting softly and catching up. The atmosphere was calm, filled with a quiet comfort that had been

ended, the housekeeper rose reluctantly, patting her shoulder before he

clicked shut, the room now silent except for the faint hum

you there?" she

Nnenna," the Love System replied, its

do to earn points?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. "I don't have much time left...

finish, its tone

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

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

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

and gripped the

day came to an

moving forward. She turned a corner and froze at

CRASH!

sound echoed 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,

Nnenna pushed open the door to the room from which the sound had come. Her eyes widened

a tray pan beside him

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

with a surprised yelp, she tumbled to the ground right next to the man. Pain radiated

had not expected a warm welcome, but the

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