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.

begged Sean’ s elders for a long

us to cherish this arrangement. Sean’ s not the one who

ones who begged him, and now it’s not right

and said as he put

“Hmph! So what?

flows downwards while man

may have had been something before, but now he’s just a cripple

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

On the way.

Ferrari was like a surging flame,

received countless admiring

know you could

the passenger seat, looking and touching around with unconcealable joy

the steering wheel skillfully with a smile on

“Your… your legs…”

not want to talk about it, but she still wondered

ease the lives of others. “The Larson family of River City

out and pointed to the specially

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

big differences, and Homer won Sean’s favor with

“I see…”

Sean, and countless emotions flooded

of his wheelchair and driving

side profile was not as handsome as

“It feels so good…

you could get on your

looked at Sean and mumbled