They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System
Chapter 143 - 143 Watched

Chapter 143: Watched Chapter 143: Watched She hesitated before turning to face the full length mirror.

And when she did— She froze.

The girl in the reflection didn’t look like her.

She looked… like a princess.

Not the overlooked, barely acknowledged daughter of the royal family.

Not the girl who had spent years blending into the background.

But a princess, a figure of grace, poise, and undeniable presence.

Her lips parted slightly as she slowly touched the fabric over her waist.

It was seamless.

Flawless.

The gown wasn’t just a near perfect fit, it was made for her.

Her voice barely came out as she whispered, “This… this was custom made.” Lady Rose, regaining her composure, let out a breathless laugh.

“Of course, it was!” she exclaimed, her excitement bubbling over.

“Do you think something this perfect just happened by accident?

Your brother didn’t just pick out a random dress, Nnenna.

He had this created for you.” Nnenna’s heart pounded louder.

He had this made for her.

But why?

“Teacher Rose, are you saying I should wear all of these?” Nnenna asked, her voice hesitant.

She glanced at the beautifully arranged boxes, guilt creeping in.

“I don’t want to waste the ones you gave me.” Lady Rose “..?” Lady Rose rolled her eyes dramatically before giving Nnenna a light, no nonsense tap on the shoulder.

“Oh, stop that.

Do you think expensive clothes feel guilt?

No!

They exist to be worn, admired, and used for their purpose.

And that’s exactly what you’re going to do.” She moved toward the boxes and started lifting the lids, scanning the elegant outfits inside.

“Look,” she said, gesturing toward them, “each one has a specific purpose.

They aren’t just random dresses thrown in for fun.

See?

This one you’re wearing now is for the ball tonight.

This one here is for hunting day.

This one is for archery.

And this one…” she paused, holding up a stunning, lightweight gown, “is for the tea party.

Your brother really made sure you had everything you needed.” She turned to Nnenna, her eyebrows raised in awe.

“I had no idea you were loved like this.” Nnenna blinked, staring at the collection of garments.

Her fingers brushed against the embroidery of the hunting outfit, the fine stitching of the archery ensemble, the sheer beauty of the tea party dress.

“I… I didn’t know either,” she whispered under her breath, barely audible.

But Lady Rose was too caught up in her excitement to notice.

“Anyway,” she clapped her hands, “the guests will start arriving soon.

You need to change into your welcoming attire.” She started scanning the boxes again before exclaiming, “Oh!

There it is!” With practiced ease, she shifted a few of the heavier boxes aside and pulled out another one from the bottom.

She set it down with a satisfied nod.

“Now, let’s see what your first impression outfit looks like,” she said with a grin, lifting the lid.

“This is the one.

Put it on when it’s time to welcome the guests, and you’ll see just how much you shine,” Lady Rose said, carefully handing Nnenna the outfit.

She gave the girl a pointed look.

“And make sure you keep these clothes safe.

All of them.

Because trust me, anyone with bad intentions toward you won’t be happy knowing you have these treasures.

If you’re not careful, they might just disappear from your room.” Her voice was light, but the warning was clear.

Nnenna caught the hidden meaning, her sister, or maybe someone else, might try to take them.

After all, they were siblings.

“Understood,” Nnenna replied firmly.

She hesitated for a moment before asking, “Will you still be around?” There was uncertainty in her voice.

The grand ball loomed over her like a storm cloud, and despite everything, she wasn’t sure she could navigate it alone.

A part of her wanted to believe she could, but another part craved even the smallest support.

Lady Rose chuckled, arms crossed.

“Yes, the king has instructed me to stay until the grand ball ends.

I’m here to make sure all of you have everything you need and, more importantly, to keep you all in line with the teachings you’ve been given.” She placed a reassuring hand on Nnenna’s shoulder, smiling warmly.

“So don’t worry, I’ve got your back.” Nnenna exhaled slightly, some of the tension in her shoulders easing.

“But then again,” Lady Rose continued with a smirk, “you don’t really need me.

You’ll see that eventually.” Her confidence in Nnenna was firm, even if the girl herself wasn’t convinced yet.

But knowing that Lady Rose would be around, even in the background, made it easier to breathe.

As Lady Rose left the room, Nnenna sat on the bed, her gaze drifting over the boxes stacked on her dressing table and the ones still on the ground.

The weight of everything that had happened settled on her shoulders.

Her first brother, who had barely ever acknowledged her before, had gone out of his way to buy her clothes that he hadn’t even gotten for the others.

Why?

Why would he care so much about what she wore?

And if he had only just received information about everything happening in the house when he arrived, how could he have prepared such extravagant gifts so quickly?

Something didn’t add up.

The only explanation was that someone had been watching her, watching the entire castle, and reporting back to him.

Or maybe… her first brother had been watching everything himself.

But how?

Who was feeding him all this information?

The thought made her skin crawl.

She hated the idea of being watched, of someone tracking her every move without her knowing.

It unsettled her.

And more than that, it made her feel like she had no control over her own life.

For a brief moment, she considered not wearing the dresses at all.

If she didn’t know where she stood with her family, why should she accept gifts from someone she barely understood?

But then, Lady Rose’s words echoed in her mind.

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