The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

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.

elders for a long

us to cherish this arrangement. Sean’ s not

him, and now it’s not right

head and said as he put away the

“Hmph! So what?

downwards while man

but now he’s just a cripple at best.

unreasonable.” Kent picked up his briefcase, turned around, and

On the way.

flaming red Ferrari was like a surging flame, speeding across

received countless admiring gazes

didn’t know

looking and

turned the steering wheel skillfully with a smile on his

“Your… your legs…”

it, but she still wondered how Sean could

of others. “The Larson

out and pointed to the specially modified driver’s

start button, and hand-operated gas pedal, and brake. They did put a lot of thought into

made big differences, and Homer won

“I see…”

look at Sean, and countless emotions

was out of his wheelchair and driving like

firm side profile was not as handsome as

“It feels so good…

could get

at Sean and