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.

staff, not only for his high position

a few days ago, 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 in

was an odd and overly strict rule, one that the staff found unreasonable, but what could they do? Orders were

already stopped trying, realizing the futility of arguing with the

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

Physical therapist Ikenna "..."

is Four's number ever unavailable?" He muttered, pacing a few steps back and forth before taking a deep breath to calm

maybe he

off his phone and walked away, muttering something about the younger generation's stubbornness, completely forgetting that they were

that Four would be in

aware of Ikenna's predictable habits. As soon as the new rule was set, Four had deliberately blocked

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

too, but now it looks like we've both skipped it,

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

lightly across the spines of neatly arranged books until he pulled out one, its cover embossed with gold

presence entirely, he turned to

was breathtaking, designed to inspire peace and tranquility. He positioned himself by the

was piercing, but Nnenna wasn't so easily dissuaded. She was tempted to call out to him again, but a small part of her hesitated. Would she push him