Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 1158

Chapter 1158 Violet's Evil Deeds

How can | make peace with my genuine feelings, like Cherise mentioned? Lucy couldn't think of an answer. Every tshe shut her

eyes, Lennon's icy stare haunted her. | should've seen the truth earlier. | should've seen iting.

If he genuinely cared about me, how could he stand idly by while the Belcourt family harmedand my father? If he genuinely

cared about me, how could he choose to be engaged to Violet after discovering everything Violet did to me? | should've

realized it sooner. He's a shrewd and ruthless man in business. How can he afford sentimentality in matters of love?

"Lucy..." Cherise gently clasped Lucy's hand, uncertain how to soothe her in that fragile moment. Cherise wasn't Lucy; she was

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unable to fathom Lucy's pain and grief and was not equipped to ease her from the emotional storm.

"Lucy..." Cherise paused. She flattened her lips before continuing cautiously, "You shouldn't disregard your past efforts and

feelings. Even if it was a mistake, Lennon hasn'tpletely erased the past, has he? He vowed not to cause trouble to Colin in the

future, didn't he?"

Lucy stayed quiet, and her lips pressed together tightly. Her slender arm reached for another bottle of potent liquor, drinking from

it hastily, causing tears and snot to stream down her face. Supporting her head on her hand, Lucy turned to Cherise, slightly dazed.

"Do you know why he promisednot to bother Colin?" With a bitter smile, she rolled up her right sleeve, exposing a series of

unsightly scars on her pale, slender arm.

Cherise was startled, swiftly pulling Lucy's sleeve down and lowering her voice. "Didn't Jacob introduce you to a talented plastic

surgeon?"

"I've seen the doctor," Lucy chuckled bitterly. "Violet anticipated it, so she laced the whip with something before using it on me. It

seeped into the scars, and they can't be removed unless the flesh under these scars is cut away and allowed to heal anew."

Cherise's eyes widened in horror. "Violet is truly evil!"

"Yes," Lucy smiled wryly. "I've never opted for the surgery, not because | fear the pain, but because there are too many scars all

over my body. If | must wait for my flesh to heal after being cut away, | might end up spending months in the hospital."

"Despite studying medicine, | didn't want to endure such a lengthy hospitalization, so | never went through with it," Lucy said,

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smiling faintly as she traced the uneven scars on her right arm through her clothes. "Keeping these serves as a reminder. They

remindof how naive the old Lucy was. To endure such treatment from that man's family and still be so loyal to him." With that,

she reached for the bottle and resumed drinking.

This time, Cherise chose not to interfere. Quietly, she called Otto and told him to wait outside the bar.

At ten o'clock that evening, Mandy rushed out of the airport. She dialed Cherise's number for the fifth time, only to be met with the

dial tone. Lucy didn't answer her phone either, and Damien was equally unresponsive. "D*mn it! What's going on?"

The woman in the red trench coat rolled her eyes, swiping through her phone with frustration. She couldn't find anyone in Yatesville

who could assist her. "If only | hadn't kept my plans under wraps. | should've just let them know | wasing; then, | wouldn't be

in such an awkward position."