Fion was annoyed when she heard that, but she really had no choice if Willow was threatening to never get in touch with Quill again.

She had to agree to it.

"Okay! But there has to be a deadline.

"I’ll give him at most... one month."

Fion sat down again. That was her compromise.

“Sure!”

Willow gritted her teeth, paused, and said, "I hope… you will treat him well during his final days in the Quinn Residence.

"At least don't humiliate and ridicule him as coldly as before."

Fion nodded in silence for a few seconds upon hearing this.

After Willow said all of that, as if she had collapsed from exhaustion, she leaned back against the sofa and stopped talking.

She had done everything she could do.

Willow would give up a peaceful life for Sean’s sake, even at her own expense.

‘Sean, no matter what…

‘I have a clear conscience with you.

‘But I’m still a woman, and there are some things I can't change,’ Willow thought to herself.

Willow stared blankly in space and looked up at the