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 it. Without pausing, she poured another and repeated the

third drink, the

smashed that last drink

only manage

herself another drink. Just as she raised the glass to her lip Lennon’s face hardened. He snatched the glass from her grasp and hurled it against the floor, where glass. shards

you lost your

forgiving. Having consumed so much. on an empty stomach,

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

nonchalant shrug, but Lennon grabbed her wrist

growl, but his eyes

anger.

way she could miss it; Lennon was clearly head