The Guardian's Sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 89

Chapter 89

“I see.”

Kent saw that Sean did not want to say anymore, so he stopped asking.

“Dinner! Dinner!

“Dad, hurry over and wash your hands. Sean, I’ll get you some water.”

Willow walked to the kitchen door and spoke to Sean and Kent.

“Okay!”

Sean smiled and nodded.

They enjoyed the meal.

A rare coziness slowly spread through the family.

Sean listened most of the time while everyone at the dinner table talked.

Fion and the rest also knew Sean was a man of few words, so they let him be.

With a spoon and a fork in hand, Sean glanced over the three people’s faces.

He suddenly felt emotional.

His heart, which was once fiercely tough, had softened considerably.

There was a time when everything Fion did disgusted him.

However, putting himself in her shoes, who would willingly marry off their daughter to a cripple?

Therefore, Sean’s initial dislike of Fion had dissipated quite a bit.

Sean was willing to protect them as long as they changed.

After dinner.

Willow went back to her room after helping Sean wash up.

Sean took out the silver needles again and applied special needle treatment to the acupoints of both legs.

The needle vibrated as they were inserted precisely.

swept his hand across

out the nine silver

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“Whew!”

a

felt a

numb legs slowly

if there a warm current had

blockage in his veins from

would never have felt this

heart, which had been through a lot of, could

it meant a lot to him to

and began to try to use his

Sean felt the warm current flowing through his

grabbed hold of that feeling

leg wobbled slowly and

wide. Then he gathered

left the

centimeters above the

soon as he lost the strength, his

in all his strength, and held the armrest

strength was still draining

up his dropping leg. However, as Sean’s palm left,

Bang! Bang!

fist and punched his

all that hard pounding, his legs could not

could not

“Argh!”

retracted his

He felt aggrieved.

supreme commander of the army,

enemies, scattering

a wheelchair to

handle such a

spending eight years in the military, Sean still could not take

for a long time,

useless. He still had to find a way to

the blood stasis caused by

couldn’t muster the energy. There must be something

and feelings come from

and a glimmer of insight slowly

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