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 "..."

gaze to Four, who sat on a wheelchair motionless, his presence commanding. Without a word, Somto began walking

His tone left no

corner to ensure the environment was safe before anyone spoke. They remained

the rest of the family, excluding Somto, slowly made their way to Nnenna's room. Without bothering to knock, Chidera shoved

the sort that spoke of years of unresolved resentment. Their eyes quickly landed on Nnenna, who had

hadn't covered herself properly with the blanket, suggesting

there, their gazes indifferent,

here to see you, and you're sleeping?"

jerked upright, her breathing uneven as she tried to

eyes darted around the room in confusion until they finally

on them, bewildered. What were

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 to make an

"We were all worried, and now that you're awake, we couldn't wait to see you. Your family came together just for you. Tell me, how

slightly. She had heard this tone before, a mixture of pretension and ulterior

adjust Nnenna's pillow, but her hands barely did anything. The

movements, her mind spinning. 'She's a Queen, yet she's acting like this?

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