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.

the bottle, filled her glass, and downed it. Without pausing, she poured another and

her third drink, the hand holding the glass was

I hadn’t smashed that last drink on the floor, it would have

speechless, could only

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 hurled it against the floor, where glass. shards were scattered

roared, “Have you

stomach was less forgiving. Having consumed so much. on an

buddy. Now we both feel like death warmed over, so let’s toast to that! Come! Toast to being partners in misery until the very end! Maybe even rivals in

for another drink with a nonchalant shrug, but Lennon grabbed her

voice was a low growl, but

anger.

fact, there was no way she could miss it; Lennon was