Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 1201

Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 1202 Same As You

Lucy's brows knitted together, puzzled by Mandy's unexpected remarks. "And...?"

she prompted, unsure where Mandy was going with this.

"After everything, you're not going to abandon him, are you?" Mandy asked earnestly.

"He obviously has your best interest at heart. He's the kind of man who will treat you well till the end of your days," Mandy continued.

"If you break his heart, it would devastate him. It'll be hard for you to find someone as wonderful as him," Mandy added solemnly.

Lucy nearly choked on the water she was drinking, caught off guard by Mandy's words.

"Why are you suddenly vouching for Colin?" Lucy asked, her suspicion evident in her tone.

"Mandy, you've been bickering with Colin almost every day. Why are you trying to set us up all of a sudden?" Lucy pressed further.

"Could it be that you harbor feelings for Colin?" Lucy added bluntly.

Mandy's face flushed red, averting her gaze so that Lucy did not peer into her true feelings. "I..." Her voice faltered momentarily.

hint of urgency. She pushed aside her embarrassment, forcing a smile as she met Lucy's eyes. "I was

cup down with deliberate calmness. "I'm

he's a good person, I

feelings for him in the past, and I won't develop any in the

Lucy's unwavering resolve, Mandy hesitated to continue with what

a glance at Colin, his focus unwavering as he meticulously arranged cameras on the second floor. A surge of

her; he was CloudySkies, her beloved comic artist from childhood. The one whose creations had filled

in her best friend's life, someone who had shown unwavering loyalty and dedication, ready to protect and support her friend

felt the weight of her thoughts

seat opposite Mandy, Lucy watched her friend with a knowing smile

of Mandy's eyes. It was a telltale sign, one that

Mandy seemed intent on nudging Colin closer to Lucy,

amused by the irony of it all.

eight o'clock in the evening, the grand

on the stage, directing

graced the occasion in a flowing purple chiffon dress, her presence a captivating blend

stood in quiet contemplation. Leaning against the railing on the second floor, she balanced a walkie-talkie in one

of discomfort surged through Lucy's abdomen, twisting like a relentless knot. She grimaced, feeling the unwelcome persistence of pain

the coolness that offered temporary relief. The

despite her efforts, the ache persisted, stubborn and unyielding. Lucy closed

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