The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 102

“That was me too.”

Sean nodded his head faintly as he owned up to his acts once more. Willow
heard his words and looked at him, shocked as she scanned him up and down.
Sean, who was in a wheelchair, had beat up Quill Zimmer and six of his
bodyguards? How was that possible? Even if it had been a normal person, it
would still be a near—impossible feat! However, despite being a cripple, he had
done it. Had he actually done something that would be impossible for anybody
else? “Willow, trust me. I can protect you.”

Sean lifted his head slowly and looked at Willow solemnly. Willow was slightly
taken aback. There were things she still did not understand.

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Sean was a disabled person, yet he was able to win against seven grown men
and escape unscathed. That was truly unbelievable. “You“re done with work so
early today?” Sean saw that Willow was quiet, so he broke the silence.

When Willow heard what Sean had asked, she wanted to say something, but she
decided against it.

For the past two years, she had been taking the time out of her day to go home,
so she would be able to push Sean out of the house to get some sun.

The past two years had flown by, and this had long become a habit of hers.

If she did not leave the office when the time came, she would feel uncomfortable
and restless.

Even after Sean regained his consciousness and was able to push himself out,
Willow still felt restless as she sat at hier office desk.

Thus, as soon as she was free, she would want to come back to check on him.
However, this was a truth Willow refused to admit.

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“I came back to get something. I'll leave now.” Willow waved her hands and
lingered around the home for a while. She then picked up a random pen and
walked out of the house. “You came back just to take... a single pen?”

Sean was amused, so lie deliberately asked her the question. “Ah... I'm used to
using this pen.” Willow's face was slightly flustered. She wanted to leave
immediately. “The ninth of next month, what day is it?"

Sean asked softly as he remembered what Quill had said.

“Ninth...

“It's the anniversary of you coming to live with the Quinns.”

Willow shuddered slightly as she sighed behind Sean“s back. That was the day
her nightmare had started.

Old Madam Quinn had forced her to chase Sean out of the Quinns* house. Every
Quinn had looked at her with disdain and mockery and thought that Sean the
cripple was tainting their family name and putting them to shame. Even Willow's
mother, Fion, had endlessly tried to convince Willow to throw Sean out. Only
Willow knew what exactly she had been through over the past two years. Sean
stared at Willow's slender figure, the expression on his face unchanging but his
fists tightly balled up. Over the past two years, even though he had not been fully
conscious for all of it, he still vaguely remembered many things.

This girl had gotten her name and honor ruined because of him.

The Goddess of River City had become the laughing stock of the entire
population.

Because of that, Willow was worth Sean protecting with his life.

“Quill Zimmer said he wanted to give you a huge surprise on that day.” Before
Sean could finishi, Willow interrupted him. “I don't need it.”

Those simple four words were extremely firm and determined.

“Okay.”

Sean nodded.

“Let's not do that, then.

“On the ninth, I'll give you a surprise as well,” Sean vowed as he looked at her
back.

He had once been the highest-ranking commander with nine stars on his
shoulders. What he said would become true.

He never easily promised anyone just anything. Each and every word he said
carried tremendous weight. However, when it came to Willow, he was willing to
lay down countless promises. “... don“t need it.”

Willow uttered the same four words once more.

After a long pause, she said, “I only want you to be well. “So after that, you can
do something, like have a successful career so the Quinns stop looking down on
us.” After pausing for a while after she was done speaking, Willow left.

At the same time.

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Old Madam Quinn's yard. In the quiet yard, two people were seated together.
Besides Old Madam Quinn, Fion was present as well. At the moment, Fion
looked wary and uncomfortable. Old Madam Quinn had actually asked her over
for a heart—to—heart talk. This had truly been a surprise for Fion.

Even though Fion and Old Madam Quinn were mother— and daughter—in—law,
according to the family rules of a strict aristocratic family, she could not disregard
position and hierarchy as she pleased. Fion and her family had also been dissed
all this while because of Sean.

“Fion, you know this as well.

“I'm only against your family because of Sean Lennon,” Old Madam Quinn
looked at Fion and muttered faintly.

SYes

Fion did not dare to say more. All she did was nod.

What Old Madam Quinn had said was the truth.

Old Madam Quinn glanced at Fion. She was not in a rush to reveal her plans.
Some things could not be rushed. “Since Sean regained consciousness, how's
he been like the past few days?” Old Madam Quinn hield her cup of tea in her
hands and asked softly. When this matter was brought up, Fion's eyes finally
regained some light. “Old Madam, this Sean is truly something else!” The
moment Fion spoke, Old Madam Quinn“s hand, which was holding the teacup,
shook.

“How's he... something else?”

Old Madam Quinn frowned and asked as she placed her cup down. “Sean
Lennon is acquainted with Mr. Larson of Larson Pharmaceuticals! “He's also
unusually friendly with Mr. Luke, that guy in politics.” When Fion finished her
sentence, Old Madam Quinn“s eyes bulged with surprise. Her hands shook once
more. Larson Pharmaceuticals of River City, Mr. Luke from the city's politics...
These two people were fained and influential people in River City! One held
wealth, one held power. Truly extraordinary.

Sean was actually acquainted with them?

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