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."

Somto sat poised, his calm

chair, his cold, calculating eyes narrowing as though trying

Ikenna, his expression a mix of discomfort and apprehension, caught between the two people

you finished your physical therapy, Four? I need you back on your

lips curled into a faint smirk, though his voice remained icy as he replied, "Distractions? Is that what you call

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

his fingers betrayed his irritation. "And what makes you think she's

dismissive, as if the very idea were beneath him. "Her father had connections, Four. Powerful ones. She could be with any

Four shot

forward slightly, his calm tone taking on a dangerous undercurrent. "Or maybe you're not really looking for her. Maybe," he said, his cultured voice dipping into a whisper, "you're afraid of what you'll

flashed dangerously.

she's not the person you remember. That the girl you're searching for no longer exists. Or worse..." He let the words

that followed was suffocating. Ikenna, who had been sitting quietly,

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

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

flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. "Do whatever you want, Four.

for the handle, he paused, glancing back over his shoulder. "Finish your