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.

Lucy grabbed the bottle, filled her glass, and downed

the hand holding the glass was

last drink on the floor, it would have been four,

speechless, could only manage a

lip Lennon’s face hardened. He snatched the

you lost your

a high tolerance for alcohol, her stomach was less forgiving. Having consumed so much. on an empty stomach, she knew the

buddy. Now we both feel like death warmed over, so let’s toast to that! Come! Toast to being

another drink with a nonchalant shrug,

a low growl, but

anger.

was no way she could miss it;