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

Chapter 15: Byee Uncle Ikenna!

As she watched him leave, Nnenna couldn't help but smile. She had gained more than just good points today. She had gained his attention, and perhaps, a little bit of his respect.

Physical therapy time had long passed, and Ikenna was preparing to leave for his other duties. His irritation, however, was evident in the sharp tone of his voice.

"If you keep skipping physical therapy, you might never walk again. I'm going now, but you better be ready to start moving when I get back here."

Four's only response was a fleeting glance in Ikenna's direction, his silence louder than words. He then turned his piercing gaze toward Nnenna, clearly signaling that she should follow the man who had brought her in.

But Nnenna, ever the master of feigned ignorance, acted as though she hadn't noticed. Instead, she directed her attention to Ikenna, who was at the door, and gave him a cheerful wave. "Byee, Uncle Ikenna!"

"By-wait, uncle?!" Ikenna roared in disbelief as the door shut firmly behind him. He spun around, his hand reaching for the door handle to address this audacious anomaly.

Before he could make any progress, however, the two male nurses stationed outside stepped forward.

One of them spoke with an apologetic bow. "I'm sorry, sir, but our boss has left strict instructions. You're not to re-enter unless it's urgent or absolutely necessary."

Ikenna "..."

For a moment, Ikenna was speechless, his face contorting into a mix of frustration and amusement. "That... brat," he muttered under his breath.

well known among the staff, not only for his high position but also because

their boss had declared, almost offhandedly, "Ikenna talks too much. Unless it's urgent, necessary, or I personally allow it, he is not to be let back

one that the staff found unreasonable, but

of arguing with

he fished out his phone and dialed Four's number, his face twisted in annoyance. But as soon as the line connected,

Physical therapist Ikenna "..."

"Unavailable? Since when is Four's number ever unavailable?" He muttered, pacing a few steps

or maybe he just didn't want to talk at the

let it go, Ikenna reluctantly turned off his phone and walked away, muttering something about the younger generation's stubbornness, completely forgetting

back tomorrow," he resolved, convinced that Four would be

only he knew the truth. Inside the room, Four was well aware of Ikenna's predictable habits. As soon as the new rule was set, Four had deliberately blocked Ikenna's number, anticipating the inevitable

toward Nnenna again, his dark eyes cold and distant. The silent message was clear, leave. But as expected, she either couldn't take

do your physical therapy. I was supposed to do mine, too, but now it looks like we've both skipped it, huh?" Her voice carried a

the man across from her remained completely unfazed. Without a single word, he maneuvered his wheelchair toward the massive bookshelf

books until he pulled out one, its cover

he turned to the large window overlooking the

himself by the window and opened the book, burying

but Nnenna wasn't so easily dissuaded. She was tempted to call out to him