"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 convers