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.

he had begged Sean’ s elders for a long time before they

us to cherish this arrangement. Sean’ s not the

and now it’s not right to do

his head and said as he put away the

“Hmph! So what?

downwards while man strives to move

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

sneered at that, feeling more upset. “How unreasonable.” Kent picked up his briefcase, turned around, and walked

On the way.

flaming red Ferrari was like a surging flame, speeding

admiring gazes

know you

looking and

turned the steering wheel skillfully with

“Your… your legs…”

not want to talk about it, but she still wondered how Sean

things that ease the lives of others. “The Larson family of

out and pointed to the specially

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

and Homer won Sean’s favor

“I see…”

stole a look at Sean, and countless emotions flooded her

wheelchair and driving like

firm side profile was not as handsome as

“It feels so good…

only you could get on

looked at Sean and mumbled to

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