Willow pursed her lips, feeling a little upset.
Speaking of which, who Sean liked or bought things for had nothing to do with her.
She and Sean were not married. They were not even boyfriend and girlfriend, and she never said Sean was her boyfriend.
They were together because of the engagement Old Master Quinn had set and that Willow wanted to take care of Sean.
It had nothing to do with love.
However, for some reason, the thought of Sean giving something to a woman made her upset.
Therefore, Willow mustered her courage, took a step forward, and stopped Sean.
"Sean, don't you have anything to tell me?"
Willow gave a slight cough and asked as she tilted her head.
"Well... I do."
Sean froze slightly before clapping his hands and saying with a smile.
"What is it? What is it?"
Willow immediately took a step forward as she tugged at the lower hem of her clothes, her face full of expectation.
"We used to have a neighbor—a girl named Jenny, who argued with Aunt Fion. Do you remember her?"
Sean chuckled as he mentioned Jenny.
"Ah..."
Willow paused before saying with a nod. "Yes, what's the matter?
"I ran into her earlier and taught her a lesson."
Sean told Willow about it. It was only a casual chat.
"Uh..."
Willow froze again. She had no interest in Jenny.
It was not what she wanted to hear either.
"Anything else?"
Willow asked quietly as she clenched her hands.
"... No."
Sean twirled his wrist as he shook his head and spoke.
"Okay then... Get some rest. I have work tomorrow."
Willow grew more and more upset. Then she turned around and entered her room.
Sean could see Willow was behaving a little strange but had no idea what was going on.
He wanted to ask, but Willow was back in the room before Sean could speak.
Bearing something on his mind, Sean returned to his room and called Zander.
"Brother Sean, is there anything you want?"
This phone number of Zander was only available to Sean and was on standby 24 hours.
"Do you have any news on the Lilac Heart Weed?"
Sean asked, a little nervous.
Two years ago, Sean relished his life on the battlefield and the chaotic noise of battle.
It made his blood boil and made him fearless.
Now, Sean liked the silence.
Especially in the dead of night, when he could think in peace.
"Perhaps providing all the luxuries she can enjoy is no match for...
"Getting up on my feet and thanking her for the past two years."
Sean slowly withdrew his gaze as he flipped his wrists, and a small box appeared on each hand.
The beautifully wrapped, diamond-rimmed box containing the diamond engagement ring was in his left palm.
The ordinary little box containing the pill that would give Sean the chance to stand on his feet was in his right palm.
Since the Lilac Heart Weed was not mature enough, this pill was a semi-finished product.
It could make Sean get up on his feet, or it could be useless and make Sean's body resistant to it.
Once that happened, Sean would never be able to stand up even if he took ten pills of the oldest Lilac Heart Weed.
It was why Sean was hesitant.
Tonight, he could not help wanting to take a gamble.
It was only two days until the ninth.
He wanted to stand in front of Willow on the ninth.
Sean looked down at the boxes as his eyes gradually grew determined.
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