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.

bottle, filled her glass, and downed it. Without

finished her third drink, the hand holding the glass

looked at Heather, “If I hadn’t smashed that last drink

could only manage

herself another drink. Just as she raised the glass to her lip Lennon’s face hardened. He snatched the glass from her

roared, “Have you lost

tolerance for alcohol, her stomach was less forgiving. Having consumed so

drinking buddy. Now we both feel like death warmed over, so let’s toast to that! Come! Toast to being partners in misery until the very end! Maybe even

drink with a nonchalant shrug, but Lennon grabbed

he exclaimed. His voice was a low growl, but his

anger.

until now, finally understood. In fact, there was no way she could miss it;

Heather turned

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