They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System Chapter 31 - 31 Her Words Outweigh Mine
Chapter 31: Her Words Outweigh Mine?
Chapter 31: Her Words Outweigh Mine?
Somto cut off the thought.
There would be ti to investigate later.
For now, Nnenna’s survival was the priority.
As Nnenna’s body convulsed violently, a familiar sound echoed in her mind.
Ding!
The Love System’s voice was cold and unfeeling as it announced, “Urgent alert.
Your three days are over, and you do not have enough good points to sustain your life.” Nnenna’s heart sank at the words, even amidst the chaos of her seizing body.
The trembling wasn’t just her physical condition; it was her soul reacting to the harsh reality of her impending death.
Her thoughts raced.
‘This can’t be the end.
No, not like this.
I’ve co too far to lose now!’ With the last shreds of her consciousness, she ntally called out to the system, “Isn’t there sothing you can do?
Please, I’ll get the good points!
Just give ti, an hour, thirty minutes, anything!” The system’s response was rciless.
“I warned you of this outco.
I cannot stop your death.
There is nothing I can do for you now.
I’m sorry.” The apology rang hollow in her ears as her vision darkened.
The sound of the doctor’s voice, her family’s feigned panicked shouts, Somto’s threats to the doctors, and the rustle of dical equipnt faded into nothingness.
The room around her blurred, the faces of her torntors and supposed loved ones blending into one indistinguishable void.
Her mind began to shut down, her grip on reality slipping.
It was as if she were floating away, weightless and powerless.
The Love System’s words repeated in her subconscious, cruel and final.
“There is nothing I can do for you.” Yet, deep within her, a spark of defiance flickered.
‘No…
I won’t go like this.’ Even as she hovered on the edge of oblivion, a part of Nnenna refused to surrender.
If this truly was the end, then she would face it with the sa quiet determination that had carried her through the years of suffering.
But in her heart, she held onto a sliver of hope, a desperate belief that sothing, or soone, would intervene, maybe the man she saw in the garden that day.
As the dical team worked frantically to stabilize her, Nnenna’s consciousness drifted into a strange, ethereal space.
It was neither life nor death, but sowhere in between, a liminal plane where ti felt suspended.
The last coherent thought that crossed her mind before the void consud her was clear and resolute, ‘This isn’t the end for .
It can’t be.’ In Four’s room, the atmosphere was tense, a stark contrast to the calm exterior he usually exuded.
He sat on the edge of his chair, his cold eyes scanning Ikenna, who leaned casually against the wall with crossed arms.
But despite his relaxed posture, Ikenna’s expression betrayed his deep suspicion.
“You know, I also think he knows sothing,” Ikenna said, his tone low and deliberate.
His eyes narrowed, reflecting the calculations running through his mind.
“He’ll try to deny it, and I almost let him fool .
But the fact that he even cares…
That alone shows he’s hiding sothing we don’t know.” Four nodded, his steady deanor unshaken.
“I think so too.
Somto’s behavior wasn’t natural.
He’s too composed, too strategic to act so carelessly.
He must definitely know more than he’s letting on.” Ikenna straightened, stepping closer.
“How do we get it out of him?” Four leaned back slightly, his sharp gaze unflinching as he considered the question.
“I don’t know yet,” he admitted.
“Somto’s not the type to break under pressure.
He’s calculating, he won’t reveal anything unless he wants to.
And right now, we don’t have enough leverage to push him.” Ikenna frowned, tapping his fingers against his arm.
“So we’re stuck.
anwhile, he’s probably planning his next move while we’re here spinning our wheels.” Four’s cold deanor remained unbroken.
“He’s good at playing the long ga.
But so am I.” Ikenna sighed, running a hand through his hair.
“You know, Somto does have a point about your physical therapy.” Four’s eyes narrowed slightly, but he remained silent.
“How are you supposed to find her if you can’t even walk properly?” Ikenna continued, his tone almost chiding.
“I get that you want answers, but how effective are you like this?
You’re only going to slow yourself down.” Four’s lips thinned, his gaze hardening.
“My condition doesn’t define ,” he said coldly.
“You know that.” Ikenna raised a hand defensively.
“I know, I know.
But think about it, what if she needs you?
What if she’s in danger?
You need to be at full strength if you’re going to help her.” Four sat in his chair, his expression as cold as ever, yet his thoughts were anything but calm.
He had been reminded of the girl who had barged into his room three days ago, the one who had left him with words that lingered in his mind.
She had said sothing that resonated, sothing he couldn’t shake off.
“She was right,” Four said aloud, breaking the silence.
“I’ll need my strength.
And for that, I’ll need my legs.” He turned his steely gaze toward Ikenna, who had been quietly observing him.
“We’ll start physical therapy from the next session,” Four announced, his tone decisive.
Ikenna “…” Ikenna raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised.
“What brought about this change of heart?
I’ve been trying to convince you for weeks.” Four didn’t respond imdiately.
Instead, he leaned back in his chair, his mind briefly replaying the girl’s words.
“Soone told sothing that made reconsider,” he finally said, his voice steady but distant.
Ikenna tilted his head, intrigued.
“Soone?
Who?
And what did they say that finally got through to you?” Four’s lips tightened into a thin line.
“It’s not important,” he replied tersely, clearly unwilling to elaborate.
Ikenna wasn’t satisfied with the vague answer.
“Not important?” he echoed incredulously.
“I’ve been lecturing you about the importance of therapy for weeks, and her words, whoever she is, outweigh mine?
There’s no way that girl is ordinary.
It’s Nnenna, isn’t it?” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS JedidiahBeaufoy Creation is hard, cheer up!
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