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

Chapter 605: She Heard Me

"...Somto made sure that, in the event of his death, everything would continue smoothly.

"Of course, it’s never exactly the same without him, but Carl and I have been helping to keep things running. We didn’t plan a formal funeral for Somto at first, because you couldn’t come to terms with what happened. But... I think it’s time we do. It’s been six months already. If he were still alive, the search party would have found him."

Arthur hesitated, his voice dropping. "I probably shouldn’t be telling you this... but Carl said you can’t hear anything..."

He paused again, eyes unfocused, though his gaze remained on the monitors tracking Nnenna’s heart rate, which flickered slightly with the unspoken tension.

"They found pieces of the clothes he was wearing that day... below the cliff... just a week ago," Arthur finally said, his voice tight.

He swallowed hard, visibly weighing each word. "The forensics... they say..." He trailed off, unable to continue immediately, before forcing the words out. "...that his body must have been eaten by a wild animal."

"When you called me, I thought... I thought it was about the news, maybe someone had leaked it. But no. Your reason for calling... it was much worse." Arthur’s voice trembled slightly, though he tried to steady it.

"You have no idea how glad I am that they got to you on time. If I had made the same mistake I made with Somto... I don’t even want to think about it. I just... I don’t know. If we had found him sooner, maybe his body would have at least been intact for a proper burial. I am so thankful... so thankful that God didn’t let me go through that again. That day, when you called... I believe He let me get help to you in time."

Arthur paused, blinking, trying to collect himself. "Nnenna... we don’t even have a body to bury for Somto’s funeral. No place to go, no place to say he was laid to rest."

His voice softened, almost a whisper, heavy with grief. His eyes, unfocused, stared at nothing in particular. He didn’t notice the monitors, the steady pulse that had been calm, now climbing rapidly, spiking with each shallow breath Nnenna took.

Suddenly-

Beep! Beep! Beep!

yanking Arthur out of his

voice was sharp,

move. Nurses and doctors flooded in, equipment rattling as they wheeled it to her bedside. But the moment Carl stepped inside, the chaos bent around

Prepare

He was the

jaw locked, hands curled at his sides, but he didn’t interfere. He would not risk disturbing the

The defibrillator whined and shocked. Nnenna’s body jolted. He didn’t flinch, he had

Another milligram.

Sweat trickled down Carl’s temple, but his tone never wavered. Calm. Steady. In control. And yet, every beat that

This wasn’t just medicine.

was his little sister slipping

the monitor stutter, then flatten, then twitch again. He looked coldly calm, but the faintest tremor in his clenched fists

on... come on," Carl muttered under his breath, too quiet for

rhythm. Weak, but there. The room let out a breath, but Carl didn’t. He leaned closer, checking,

tone. Then, carefully, "But given the time without oxygen, she may have neurological

off, his voice sharp. His shoulders stayed steady, but his eyes burned. He didn’t want those words spoken, not

reading the silence. "What’s going on?" His voice was low, even, but the weight