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

Chapter 29: Face Off

The Love System spoke again, its voice firmer this time, as though trying to drill its point into Nnenna's stubborn mind.

"You need to live, Nnenna," she said, each word deliberate and heavy. "None of this will ever matter if you don't. These people will never love you if you're dead, but if you live, if you're patient, there's still a chance to get their love.

So enough. Let it go. Let them have their moment, and rise above it. You need to exercise patience."

The System's words hit like a hammer to her chest.

"You must learn to let people's bad behavior roll off your back. It's not easy, but it's a necessary skill. It's something my master would want you to learn, something I believe you need to embrace to succeed. This is the way forward."

She paused for a moment, as if giving her a chance to reflect.

"If you still choose to use more of your Good Points, I won't disobey you. It's your call. But know this, I've tried my best to warn you, and every choice comes with a cost."

The words resonated deeply, stirring something inside her. Nnenna took a shaky breath, her fingers tightening around the edge of her blanket as she battled the storm raging within her.

The System had never been this direct before, but its urgency was unmistakable.

"Patience," she whispered under her breath, the word feeling foreign but strangely grounding. "I can do this. I'll endure... for now."

the room was heavy with unspoken tension. Somto sat poised, his calm and elegant demeanor betraying no trace of emotion

him, Four leaned back slightly in his chair, his cold, calculating eyes

discomfort and apprehension, caught between the two people he

but with a deliberate edge. "Why haven't you finished your physical therapy, Four? I need you back on

replied, "Distractions? Is that what you call this? You might

back. She was my best friend, and I owe it to her

composed facade remained intact, though a subtle tightening of his fingers betrayed his irritation. "And what makes you think she's

if the very idea were beneath him. "Her father had connections, Four. Powerful ones. She could be with any one of them, far away

my instincts," Four shot back, his voice

"Or maybe you're not really looking

eyes flashed dangerously.

for no longer exists. Or worse..."

was suffocating. Ikenna, who had been

authoritative gaze toward him. "This isn't about emotions or promises. This is about priorities. And right now, Four's priority should be

cold demeanor barely masking the storm brewing within him. "I made a promise, Somto.

was a flicker of something unreadable in his

reached for the handle, he paused, glancing back over his