The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 303 “Actually, life like this... it‘s pretty nice...” Willow stood up slowly, joy flashed in her eyes.

She was really... easily contented.

Currently, her ideal life included Sean not being ridiculed by the rest of the Quinns, so she could nurse Sean guiltlessly until he was fully recovered. To her, that was enough. Sean smiled as well. He was just about to speak before he closed his mouth once more. Quickly, he cocked his head slightly as he surveyed his surroundings. “Willow, you go home first. “I wanna be here by myself for a while.” Suddenly, Sean looked at Willow and spoke out of the blue. “Mmm? Why though? Let‘s go back together.” Willow was taken aback as she reached out and started pushing the wheelchair. “Be good, listen to me, go home first.

“I‘ll be back in a while.”

Sean looked at Willow with a calm and serene smile.

“No. The skies are dark now.”

Willow shook her head and continued, “If you still wanna stay out, I‘ll just push you, then.

“When you wanna go back, we‘ll go back together.” Willow was about to turn around as she pushed Sean‘s wheelchair.

“Go home?

coldness flashed deep

it, even if Willow wanted to leave now,

footsteps approached them and soon after, many men in black had appeared around Sean and

were about ten to twenty of them. In their hands were gleaming metal bars. All of them looked ferocious and gnarly like robbers in

who was in his thirties and wore a black singlet. His arms

was a sure fact that these people were no

“You...”

you‘re finally out and about. “We‘ve been waiting for you for a few days now!” The tattoo–sleeved

was stunned, then she turned

Or else, why would they come looking for Sean without any plausible reason

that moment, Willow

again reminded about her relative, the one that was