The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 29

Chapter 29

It would get annoying if you had to say something thrice. Forget it! From now on, all he had to do was make u p for what he owed Willow.

The others were nothing. “Sean, sorry for the trouble.” Willow slowly turned her head and said a s she looked at Sean. Sean replied and walked out first.

He sighed to himself. ‘Silly girl, I’ve troubled you for two years. This trifle is nothing.’

“Girl, aren’t you being silly?

“You have to help him get into the car if you let him send you to work. How is it easier than driving a scooter?”

Fion glanced at Willow as she spoke exasperatedly. “He wanted to do something for me. “It would hurt his dignity if I refused.” Willow changed her shoes, turned around, and walked out.

“Hmph! What dignity does a cripple, a disabled have?”

Fion groaned and sulked on the couch.

“Don’t be so mean to Sean.

“Forget about the past. But now that he has regained his senses, we have to take care of his pride.”

Kent, who had been reading the newspaper on the couch, put his newspaper down slowly as he spoke.

“What pride does he want?

“If he does have pride, he wouldn’t have stuck with the Quinn family.”

Fion crossed his arms and became angrier as he thought about it.

“You have to understand that he’s not the one sticking around.

he had begged Sean’ s elders for a long time

to cherish this arrangement. Sean’ s not the one

him, and now it’s

shook his head and said

“Hmph! So what?

man strives

but now he’s just a cripple

feeling more upset. “How unreasonable.” Kent picked up his briefcase, turned

On the way.

was like a surging flame,

countless admiring gazes along

didn’t know you could

sat in the passenger seat, looking and touching around with unconcealable joy in her

the steering wheel skillfully with a smile on his

“Your… your legs…”

to talk about it,

lives of others. “The Larson family of River City

reached out and pointed to the specially

gear, push start button, and hand-operated gas pedal, and brake. They

made big differences, and

“I see…”

Sean,

out of his wheelchair and

was not as handsome as male celebrities, it was

“It feels so good…

only you could get on

at Sean and mumbled

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