The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 16

what are you talking about? “What can you protect Willow with? Your crippled legs and your wheelchair?” Quill asked back with a cold snort, causing many people to scoff. “It’s important that you know what yourself is capable of. “Sean, how are you better than me? “I’m better suited for Willow than you are!” Many people nodded silently when he said that. Wearing a high-end white suit, Quill looked like a prince charming. Though Sean also looked tough and handsome, he was underdressed and in a wheelchair. Anyone would think that Quill, standing beside Willow, was a better fit for her. They looked more like a couple! “Tell me, what have you got?” Quill asked again when Sean was silent. “He has nothing and is nothing like you. “But at least he has me.” Suddenly, Willow spoke slowly and walked over to Sean as she put her hand on the wheelchair. Her tone was stubborn and firm. The crowd was in an uproar. Instead of taking the roses, she chose to push that stupid wheelchair? Was Willow out of her mind? Sean was also touched.  “You!” Quill was furious with shame. “Willow, do you know how miserable it is to be a poor couple? “He can’t give you anything but drag you down! “I know you have to ride a scooter to work every day, suffering wind and rain. “So I bought a car for you.” Quill stepped forward and snapped his fingers. Five or six young men immediately stepped forward and began to open a huge box. Whoosh! When the box was opened, countless balloons shot up instantly. Then a pure white Mercedes Benz sedan appeared in front of everyone. “Wow! The latest Mercedes Benz. It costs more than six hundred thousand dollars.” “He spent so much money! How enviable is that?” “Is this woman a fool? Instead of a Mercedes Benz, she wants the wheelchair?” The crowd exclaimed. “Willow, tell me, what can he give you? “He can only let you ride a scooter to and from work and let you suffer the wind, rain, and sun. “Is this love? It’s sad!” Quill asked lightly as he stepped forward. Willow had nothing to say this time. No matter how sharp-tongued she was, it was true that Sean would not be able to give it to her. It was a fact. “Sean, can you afford this?” Sean turned and looked at Sean, his eyes full of sarcasm. “Indeed, I won’t buy such crap. “It’s too degrading to let Willow drive it.” Sean’s words shocked the crowd. ‘Is a Mercedes Benz worth over six hundred thousand not good enough?’ ‘What’s the matter? Is your