Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 759 Lucy’s Stomach Doing Flips

Never in a million years would Heather have guessed that this seemingly enraged woman, unleashing her fury on Lennon, was Cherise’s close friend! It made Heather feel insignificant and a pang of hurt as a relative newcomer to Cherise’s circle.

Taking a deep breath, she prepared to speak. However, Lennon, who had been observing the scene with a frosty demeanor, interjected with a scoff.

“Heather simply wasn’t aware. I don’t make a habit of broadcasting my medical history. Besides, you should know better than anyone whether I’m ‘fit’ or ‘capable’ enough, I supposed?”

He said, his eyes flashing with a hint of insinuation and challenge.

Lucy’s hands clenched into fists at her sides, but she quickly replaced her anger with a smirk as she pulled up a chair beside Lennon. “Fine. Whatever you drink, I’ll match.”

With that, she shot a frosty glare across the table at Heather. “How many drinks has he had?”

Heather was completely blindsided. This turn of events was unexpected. Hesitantly, she raised three fingers.

and downed it. Without pausing, she poured another

drink, the hand holding

hadn’t smashed that last drink on the floor, it would have

only manage a

tremor in her hand, Lucy poured herself another drink. Just as she raised the glass to her lip Lennon’s face hardened. He snatched the glass from her grasp and

roared, “Have you lost your

high tolerance for alcohol, her stomach was less forgiving. Having consumed so much. on an

let’s toast to that! Come! Toast

reached for another drink with a nonchalant shrug, but Lennon grabbed

was a low growl, but his eyes held

anger.

In fact, there was no way she could miss it; Lennon was clearly head over heels

embarrassed, Heather

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