"Sean, how... how could you be so cruel...
"How could you let... let me suffer all that alone...
"Do you have any idea how many times I've been called names behind my back?
"Do you know how many nights I've wept while massaging you?
"You will never know that I never wanted you to have money or power. I just want you to be there for me like a normal person..."
The grievance in Willow's heart exploded.
However, it meant Sean now held an important place in her heart when she said this.
She thought Sean should carry the family and that was enough to show that she had approved of Sean.
She just did not want to admit it.
"I'm sorry that all this is a little late..."
Sean's palms trembled. Then he looked at Willow and said earnestly.
"I just want to spend my whole life trying to make it up to you and to pay you back."
Sean took a deep breath and looked earnestly at Willow again.
"You don't have to pay me anything. You don't owe me anything."
Willow took several deep breaths. Then she wiped her eyes with her cuff to calm herself down.
"I'm a little tired. I gotta go."
There seemed to be a struggle in Willow's eyes as she spoke, but she said through clenched teeth anyway.
"Willow!"
Sean propelled the wheelchair forward and grabbed Willow's palm.
He knew Willow was lying to him and herself.
She clearly had feelings for Sean too.
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