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

Chapter 308: Almost Broke My Ribs

Karen twisted her body and jumped, pushing off a wall to the side and launching herself sideways through a half open metal gate beside the alley. She landed hard, rolled twice, then got back on her feet with a grunt.

“Almost broke my ribs,” she hissed, but did not stop.

Now inside what looked like a local bakery’s backyard, she spotted a delivery cart, a wooden pushcart, loaded with bread and covered with a massive white cloth. The delivery boy was struggling to push it out the back gate.

Karen rushed to him. “Please,” she whispered urgently, “hide me under that cloth, now. They’re chasing me, and I’m not a thief or anything, I swear.”

The boy blinked, startled, then looked past her and saw the group of men coming down the alley. Something in Karen’s desperate eyes convinced him.

Without a word, he yanked the edge of the cloth and helped her slide under the bread pile, then casually continued pushing the cart through the front gate and onto the street.

Moments later, the guards stormed into the yard.

“Where did she go?” one barked.

The delivery boy stopped pushing and blinked at them innocently. “Who?”

“A girl, short hair, yellow dress, ran through here!”

He scratched his head. “Really? Okay. Would you like to buy some bread?”

“What do you mean, would i like to– Are you dumb?!” One of the guards barked

The rest searched the area quickly, suspicious, but there was nothing to find. Just a sweaty bread boy and a heavy cart.

of the guards slapped the side of a

sweat dripping down her face as she listened to their voices fade away. Her heart

a few minutes, the delivery boy wheeled the cart into a side street

come out now,” he

out and sat up, gasping for

boy grinned. “No problem. You must be important for those men to be chasing

just laughed shakily.

pavement, each step deliberate. He kept his breathing under

shoulder to check, yes, they were still on him. The dark uniforms of the

privileged by rank. And yet here he was… running like

I ever be welcomed back? The thought hit him harder than the wind on his face. Helping a royal run away, disobeying a king’s unspoken command… even if

disowned me, he thought, biting down the panic rising in his

mind, something steadier burned beneath it, loyalty. I chose this path. My friends matter

This was no longer just about loyalty. It was about conviction, about choosing what was right,

into a tight alley between two shops. Without hesitating, John darted into it. He had no idea where it led, but he had no time to second

better than

but he didn’t stop. Keep going. Just

in short, controlled bursts, but the pressure was building. The guards were still behind him, disciplined, relentless, gaining ground

what looked like a quiet

run into the market, I’ll be visible. They’ll track

He swerved right.

and a few confused workers. One man nearly dropped a box when John zipped past. “Hey!” he shouted, but John didn’t

a large canvas and packed with sacks of flour or rice. Without thinking, John changed his pace, suddenly slowing to a

the sacks, covering himself with it. The dust made him want to sneeze, but he clenched his jaw and