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Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 1144
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Chapter 1144 Defiant Attitude

Lennon's grip on the utensils tightened, his knuckles turning white with tension.

Lucy couldn't help but chuckle coldly, a hint of satisfaction flickering in her eyes.

"Lenn," Violet called softly.

Violet's lip tightened as she leaned in sweetly against Lennon's shoulder, her voice laced with difort, "Can we go somewhere

else? | feel really uneasy here. | don't want to dine in the splace with someone like her!"

Lennon's brows furrowed slightly, but he responded in a calm tone, "Pay no attention to her."

Violet couldn't help but pout in response. "But those awful words she directed at me... It's upsetting."

"If you stand firm, you won't be bothered by petty remarks. Let her say what she wants."

With a reassuring smile, Lennon extended his hands to make a soft pinch on her cheeks. e on, be a good girl. I'll get you a

new bag later, alright?"

"Alright!"

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A grin formed on Violet's lips as she nestled against Lennon's shoulder, a satisfied expression on her face.

Lucy's provocations don't matter in the end since Lennon was now firmly by her side!

She had invested so much into her relationship with Lennon, but she was only an abandoned kitten at the end of the day.

A quiet snigger escaped Violet's lips as she mused on her thoughts.

Within a short few minutes, the waiter arrived with their orders: two sets of waffles with strawberries and maple syrup.

In a strange twist of events, Lucy, Lennon, and Violet's order matched.

As if to flaunt their unity, Violet cut into the waffles and offered a bite to Lennon, saying, "Lenn, here you go."

A flicker of subtle indifference passed through Lennon's dark eyes.

But in the next moment, a smile appeared on his face as he accepted the bite, savoring the waffles fed to him by Violet.

Lucy, observing from afar, couldn't help but roll her eyes at the theatrics unfolding.

She nonchalantly nudged the plate of waffles towards Colin. "Darling, how about you feed me?"

Colin felt like a mere bystander in this orchestrated scene.

However, given the circumstances, he feltpelled to play his part. There wasn't any other alternative.

With a sense of resignation, he picked up the knife, sliced a portion of the syrup-drenched waffles, and extended it toward Lucy.

Observing them from the opposite side, Lennon's expression darkened. Without hesitation, he rose from his seat and marched

towards Colin and Lucy's way.

With a sharp snap, Lennon snatched the fork from Colin's hand and cast it onto the ground.

His sudden approach drew furrowed brows from Colin and Lucy, their gazes locking onto him with a mix of surprise and repulse.

"What's the meaning of this?" Lucy's voice was laced with frost, her eyes flashing with an icy intensity.

"Nothing important," Lennon retorted with a sneer. He picked up the plate of partially cut waffles and pivoted to leave without

another word.

Lucy's eyes narrowed, her tone dripping with an icy chill that bit. "Excuse me, mister, but what exactly do you think you're doing?"

"I happen to enjoy these waffles," Lennon replied casually as he continued to walk away. "I'd hate for Ms. Staber to love these

waffles and frequent this cafe in the future. You see, my fiancée prefers to avoid any encounters with you."

Colin's lips formed a thin line, his brows knitting together in disapproval.

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What in the hell is that logic?

Was he this irrational?

"Mr. Belcourt," Colin addressed Lennon, his tone measured but firm.

Colin's blood simmered beneath his calm exterior, ignoring their usual amiable relations as he rose to his feet with a steely resolve.

"You're being excessively domineering."

"We ordered those waffles, yet you've taken them without our consent," Colin continued, his voice tinged with incredulity.

Lennon reclaimed his seat, the plate of stolen waffles placed deliberately before Violet, his voice carrying a frigid edge. "I'll cover

the cost of these waffles myself."

His gaze, sharp and unwavering, swept over Colin and Lucy, a silent challenge in his demeanor. "Any objections?"

"You're so generous, Lenn!" Violet chimed in, her tone sugary sweet.

With a satisfied smile, she drew the plate of waffles closer, her words dripping with feigned obliviousness. "I was just about to

praise the waffles here. In fact, | was considering ordering another plate!"

The two of them didn't think in the slightest that what they had done was excessive.

Colin's hand clenched into a tight fist beneath the table, frustration simmering beneath his skin.