Chapter 1004 No Vacancy

Jacob emitted a quiet sound of acknowledgment, and his lips pressed together in a tight line as he nodded.

“Fair enough,” Lennon conceded. He took a deep breath, steeling himself before announcing. “I’ll gather my belongings and seek refuge at Lenoir Manor.”

Surprise flickered across Jacob’s features, and Damien interjected, “There’s no vacancy.”

“I’ll crash on the couch,” Lennon retorted, determination lacing his words.

“I’d rather let a stray dog crash on my couch,” Damien countered.

Lennon fell into a tense silence, grappling with the turn of events. Frustration bubbled within him. “D*mn it!” He hurled the pen from his grasp, watching it clatter against the floor. “Damien, are we even friends?” he seethed.

“It’s precisely because we’re friends that I can’t let you crash here,” Damien shot back, his brow wrinkling. Lucy’s warning echoed in his mind, her words from her last visit haunting him. “Don’t breathe a word to Lennon that I’ve been here. If you do, I’ll never return, even if Cherise is in a bind

next time.”

made it clear she doesn’t want any encounters with you,” he declared firmly. “Even if you can’t confront her here, you can

the video call, his voice tinged with desolation. “We love each other. Must I be reduced to

tone weighted with emotion. “Let me correct you. You don’t love each other, he began. She loved you unconditionally, only to be left high and dry in the end. How

his voice

implement any precautions?” As a physician, he comprehended the sacrifices Lucy had made for Lennon. “If you didn’t love her, why pledge to marry her? If not for your promise

icily before Jacob could conclude. “You’re not privy to the

call. “I’ve always… actually…” he began, trailing off. After a moment of silence, Lennon mustered a bitter smile and shook his head. “Forget it,” he muttered, resigned. “Just catching a glimpse of

Balance:

700 + 145

= 1 Pearls.

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her pillow damp with tears. She couldn’t quite grasp why she had been weeping, but remnants of her dream lingered-a vision where Damien appeared kind,

spirits today, Mrs. Lenoir, Frances remarked cheerfully, tapping lightly on the door as she entered, bearing a tray of breakfast delights. Tve whipped up your favorites. Have a peek and see if

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