“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.
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.
“I…”
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 her 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.
“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 he 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 finish, Willow interrupted him.
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