Chapter 23: Pretense 1

"Hey! What do you mean by that?" Ikenna asked, his tone rising in indignation. "How do you even know about that? So, you've been monitoring us? I can't believe you actually planted your people in my hospital!"

Somto remained calm, letting Ikenna rant.

"And what's worse, you two must've been in on this! Did you know he was going to ban me from his room? It's not fair! I'm his doctor, the reason he's even alive right now, and yet, he's barring me from his room!"

Ikenna's frustration bubbled over as he continued. "And let's not even talk about the fact that I still can't figure out why he doesn't want to recover.

Probably because he's still holding out hope for that girl you both keep looking for! It's been years, she might even be dead by now!"

As soon as those words left Ikenna's mouth, the entire atmosphere shifted. A cold chill swept through the hallway, and for a moment, he thought it came from Somto.

But no, it wasn't Somto. It was the man on a wheelchair across the hall.

Four's voice cut through like a blade.

"What did you just say?"

Ikenna turned toward the voice, startled. He stumbled over his words, trying to clarify. "I didn't mean that! She's not dead. I mean, I didn't say she was dead, did I? Did you hear me say she was dead?" His eyes darted to Somto, searching for support.

Somto "..."

Four "..."

didn't answer him. Instead, he shifted his gaze to Four, who sat on a wheelchair motionless, his presence

flatly. His tone left no room for argument. "There's something we need

the environment

to Nnenna's room. Without bothering

stepped inside and pretended not to notice the tension lingering in the room, the sort that spoke of years of unresolved

slightly, a clear sign of discomfort. She hadn't covered herself properly with the blanket, suggesting that her sleep was unplanned and

one rushed to help. They stood there, their gazes indifferent, as if the scene before them was just another

see you, and you're sleeping?" the first voice shouted sharply, cutting through the

startled Nnenna awake. She jerked upright, her breathing uneven as she tried to figure out what was

eyes darted around the room in confusion until they finally

bewildered. What

forward, her expression soft as if she truly cared. She spoke in a gentle, almost rehearsed tone, her eyes briefly glancing at the King as if trying

how are you feeling? When I heard you were in a coma, I was so scared!" she began, her voice laced with false concern. "We were all

slightly. She had heard this tone before, a

pillow, but her hands barely

sharp gaze followed the woman's movements, her mind spinning. 'She's a Queen, yet she's acting like this? Maybe the

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