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.

is. Lucy grabbed the bottle, filled her glass, and downed

third drink, the hand holding the glass

“If I hadn’t smashed that last drink on

only manage

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

you lost

consumed so much. on an empty

death warmed over, so let’s toast to that! Come! Toast to being partners in misery until the very end! Maybe even rivals

with a nonchalant shrug, but Lennon grabbed her wrist

growl, but his

anger.

way

Heather turned

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