Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

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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.”

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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.

“Three, it is. Lucy grabbed the bottle, filled her glass, and downed it. Without pausing, she poured

another and repeated the process several times.

When she finished her third drink, the hand holding the glass was shaking slightly.

She looked at Heather, “If I hadn’t smashed that last drink on the floor, it would have been four, right?”

Heather, speechless, could only manage a nod.

Ignoring the tremor in her hand, 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 everywhere.

He roared, “Have you lost your mind?!”

While Lucy had a high tolerance for alcohol, her stomach was less forgiving. Having consumed so

much. on an empty stomach, she knew the consequences wouldn’t be far behind.

“I was just being your drinking 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 the next life!”

She reached for another drink with a nonchalant shrug, but Lennon grabbed her wrist firmly.

“Enough, Lucy!” he exclaimed. His voice was a low growl, but his eyes held a concern that betrayed his

anger.

Heather, silent until now, finally understood. In fact, there was no way she could miss it; Lennon was

clearly head over heels for Lucy.

Feeling embarrassed, Heather turned away.

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Meanwhile, Lucy fiercely shook off Lennon’s hand. “Cut the act, Lenn! I’m not falling for it anymore.

Just,

fu*k off!”

With that, she stormed out. Then, she stopped dead in her tracks, turned away from Lennon, and

flashed Cherise a quick, discreet sign.

One look at Lucy’s pale face and urgent gesture was enough for Cherise to understand. This girl wast

putting on a strong front, but her stomach was probably doing somersaults.

Cherise bit her lip, wanting to intervene, but Lucy waved her off. Even in pain, she wouldn’t let Lennon

see her weakness.

But just as she took another step, the world tilted on its axis, before Lucy could react, she was swept

up in a warm, firm embrace.

Lennon’s voice, with a hint of teasing, came from above. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed your stomach

doing. flips. You’re not very good at hiding it, you know.”

He turned and walked out, carrying Lucy with ease, bridal style. Cherise, biting her lip, was about to

follow them when Damien stepped in her path, blocking her way.

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