"I... it was no trouble...
"I just want us to get along as a family."
Willow answered in a whisper as she looked down slightly.
"I don't want to do anything to the Quinn family, but everything has to be done in moderation.
"If they go too far, don't blame me, Willow."
Sean laced his fingers and put them on his knee as he spoke bluntly.
Willow looked down in silence for a few seconds before nodding gently.
She found that Sean was getting increasingly confusing, so sometimes she had no idea if Sean was talking nonsense or if he was indeed capable of doing it.
A bustling sound came from the kitchen.
Fion was having a good time, singing to herself as she washed the vegetables.
Occasionally, she would banter with Kent.
It was the kind of life common in other families but rare in Willow's family.
Therefore, Willow giggled now and then as she sat on the couch.
Her giggle exuded a sense of satisfaction—a pitiful satisfaction.
Sean saw this and could not help sighing.
His conversation with Zander led to his decision to rejoin the army.
However, he must at least repay Willow's kindness in the past two years before he returned.
She had taken good care of him for two years, and that kindness gave him a new lease on life.
Sean did not deserve to be a man if he forgot that kindness.
Even if he left River City, he must at least make sure that no one in River City would bully Willow.
...
About half an hour later, the smell of fragrant dishes mixed with the aroma of pasta slowly drifted from the kitchen.
"Wow! It smells so good.
"Sean, I haven't had any of my mom's cooking in ages.
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