They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System
Chapter 225 - 225 I Love Her

Chapter 225: I Love Her Chapter 225: I Love Her “Who… who are you people?” she asked, her voice barely steady.

No answer.

“Why are you doing this?” she pressed, her fear breaking through.

She had trained.

She had fought before.

But nothing, not even her worst nightmares, could have prepared her for this.

For standing face to face with a group of assassins so feared that even kings trembled at their name.

And worst of all For realizing that she might be the real reason they were here.

The assassins remained silent.

They exchanged brief glances, waiting for their leader’s signal to finish the job.

There was no hesitation.

No second guessing.

Only a mild annoyance that they had initially pursued the wrong target.

But in the end, it did not matter.

Everyone in the royal family was marked for death.

So whether they had realized it earlier or later, the result would have been the same.

The leader gave a single nod.

That was all it took.

One of the assassins shot forward, his speed beyond anything Nnenna had ever witnessed.

She couldn’t react.

She had trained, yes.

She was fast, strong, skilled.

But in comparison to him?

She was nothing.

Not even a flicker of movement registered before he was upon her.

Her mind screamed at her to run.

To dodge.

To do something.

But her body?

It froze.

She couldn’t even see his blade, let alone block it.

He was worlds apart from her in skill.

A single finger of his would be enough to end her.

Is this it?

Her heart pounded in her chest, her vision narrowing.

There was no way out.

Trying to fight back would be pointless.

Trying to flee?

Impossible.

So she did the only thing she could.

She closed her eyes.

Accepted it.

If she was going to die, then so be it.

A sharp rush of air sliced toward her And then Nothing.

Seconds passed.

She was still standing.

Still breathing.

No pain.

No blade tearing through her flesh.

Instead, she heard something else Shouting.

Panicked voices.

“My King!” someone screamed.

Nnenna’s eyes snapped open.

And what she saw next made her stomach drop.

Nnenna’s breath hitched as she took in the sight before her.

Her father, the King, stood right in front of her, his powerful frame now trembling, his hands gripping the sword buried in his chest.

The very same sword that should have killed her.

Time seemed to slow.

The hidden figures who were about to make their move to protect Nnenna also froze and blended back into the shadows to observe the new development.

The entire hall fell into chaos.

The royals screamed.

The soldiers who were still alive let out shouts of horror.

Even the assassins, who had never been fazed by anything before, looked momentarily caught off guard.

But Nnenna?

She couldn’t move.

Couldn’t breathe.

The weight of what had just happened slammed into her like a crushing wave.

He had taken the blow for her.

Her father, who had barely ever looked at her with warmth, who always chose not to interfere with her maters no matter how much she was bullied, who had ignored her existence for 10 years, had just sacrificed his life to save hers.

Why?

Why would he do that?

Didn’t he hate her?

Hadn’t he treated her like she was nothing?

What was happening?

Her mind swirled with too many emotions, too many unanswered questions.

But then The King collapsed.

Before he could hit the ground, Nnenna lunged forward, catching him in her arms.

His blood soaked into her clothes instantly.

Warm.

Heavy.

Too much.

She stared down at his face, her own hands shaking violently as she tried to hold him up.

He looked at her.

And for the first time in her entire life… His gaze held something different.

Not cold indifference.

Not disappointment.

But something softer.

As if he was seeing someone in her.

Someone he seemed to love dearly.

His gaze made her chest ache.

Her lips trembled as she struggled to find the right words, to make sense of what was happening.

“Why?” she finally choked out.

The King exhaled a shaky breath.

Then, with the last of his strength, he whispered “Because I love her… and you’re my daughter too.” Then he gave up the ghost, a small smile on his lips and a line of his final thoughts…I hope I made up for my mistakes…Amarachi.

I can’t wait to be reunited with you.

Nnenna’s eyes widened at his words.

Not I love you.

But “I love her.” Who… who was he talking about?

And you are my daughter too??

The acknowledgment she had been looking for for ten years only came now, and with his final breathe at that.

Her mind raced.

And then It hit her.

Ebere.

Nnenna’s heart clenched as memories came rushing back.

What had Ebere said in her previous life?

“Fortunately for me, your parents are dead, and you’ll never reclaim that title…..Because I will never let you stand above me.” Could it be…?

She must have gotten the information from King Ikechukwu right?

Does he know who my real mother is?

Her grip on him tightened.

Tears welled in her eyes.

“Please…” her voice broke.

“Don’t die.” Not now.

Not before telling her the truth.

Not with the heavy burden of the cause of his death on her shoulders.

“Love System!

Love System!” Nnenna screamed inside her mind, her thoughts spiraling in pure desperation.

“Save him!

Please!

Help me save him right now!” The system was silent for a brief moment, then let out a sigh.

“It’s his time to die.

I can’t change this.” “No!” Nnenna’s heart pounded violently against her ribs.

“Even if I could,” the Love System continued, its voice emotionless, “you don’t have enough good points to bring back the dead.” The words shattered her.

Her fingers tightened around the King’s lifeless form.

His blood was still warm against her skin, but his body, his body was already beginning to grow cold.

———————————- It was so hard to write this!

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