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

Chapter 621

Chapter 621: You Killed Him, Didn’t You?

Murmurs rose again, hushed and uneasy. Somto had not come with them.

And at the center of it all sat Nnenna, upright in her chair, her expression unreadable as she met their stares head on.

Obinna broke the silence. He straightened his shoulders and moved forward, it fell on him to greet them, since Somto... hadn’t come.

"Welcome to Lionara, Prince Carl, Prince Arthur, Dr. Darius." His voice was steady, respectful.

The three gave him brief nods, acknowledgment without ceremony.

Then his eyes found Nnenna.

A soft smile touched his face, not betraying his surprise at sight of the wheelchair. "Welcome home, Nnenna. We missed you."

Her chest pinched. For a second, she froze. But then she remembered, Obinna had already begun treating her differently before she left for Lionara. Kinder. Gentler. She never understood why.

Still, respect deserved respect. She dipped her head slightly. "It’s good to be home."

"Welcome back!" Ebere stepped forward and bent down to wrap her in a hug, warmth cutting through the heavy air.

light pat. Playful as

curved, her voice slipping out before she could stop it.

cut in sharply, her tone almost rude. Her eyes narrowed on Nnenna, the disdain in her voice barely hidden. She had never been a

answering before Nnenna could even open her mouth. "I think we should go inside first," he said gently, though the tightness in his jaw betrayed his irritation at Chioma’s

Chioma lowered her gaze, the

the tension spreading. He quickly dismissed the remaining

them, Somto’s closest friends were here, but Somto himself was nowhere

coiled in Obinna’s chest. Somto had promised him he would help guide the kingdom, even

wasn’t the first time. Sometimes, Somto disappeared for years. Yet one thing had always been true: whenever they truly needed him, he always returned.

they must be hungry after the long journey. But

her voice low, her hands gripping the arms of her wheelchair as if drawing strength from them. She had braced herself for this moment, but as silence wrapped around the room, her throat closed.

Minutes stretched.

her shoulder and stepped forward. "I’ll say it," he murmured, taking the weight

the dinning table and walked forward. Everyone

of cutlery had been muted, as if the family themselves knew what was coming. Carl drew in a breath, his tone steady, though his eyes carried

"He was one of the

The words fell heavy.

his sides, knuckles pale, though his face remained unreadable. The discipline in him wouldn’t

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