Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 1187 Whispers in the Study

Such words would never escape a father's lips to his son!

A faint smile crossed Lennon's lips. "The deepest regret I carry in my heart is the pain I caused your mother," he confessed solemnly.

"I'm no hero. I've brought her sorrow and frustration, and I've never been able to be the protector she truly deserved."

He rested a reassuring hand on Alexis's shoulder. "You're growing into a man now, Alexis. Always remember to take care of your mother. And if there's ever anything too much for you to handle alone, come to me quietly."

He gently patted Alexis's head and said, "If you ever need help, come to me discreetly. Keep your mother out of it."

After those words, the man paused, his gaze lingering on Alexis for a long moment.

Then, with a conflicted expression, he opened his arms and embraced the child briefly.

Without delay, he rose and purposefully strode into the study to retrieve what he needed.

Lennon released him quickly, afraid he wouldn't find the strength to let go if he lingered.

What measure of ruthlessness does a man need to forsake his beloved and his flesh and blood? He couldn't fathom the answer, but deep down, he understood it was a sacrifice he had to make.

To Lucy, he was always the man who never failed to shield her and stand by her side.

On the other hand, he was motivated by a single purpose: to seek revenge on the Belcourt family for their outstanding debts.

The study was in disarray.

Although Colin and Damien were twin brothers, their habits were very different.

Damien's study remained pristine as another soul had never touched it.

But Colin's...

Lennon surveyed the table and floor littered with scattered comic papers, massaging his throbbing forehead.

The room was in disarray. As Jude had mentioned, trying to locate the letter Dorothy had hidden among Colin's sketches seemed like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Lennon regretted coming alone at that moment.

He should have brought his office assistant or a secretary to help with the search.

But there was no use in complaining now.

He took a deep breath and reluctantly began to sort through Colin's disorganized sketches.

He squatted down to pick up the scattered papers from the floor.

One by one, two by two, three by three...

The man's eyes deepened in the shade, his complexion growing paler with every passing moment.

The sketches on the table weren't of Colin's usual comic subjects; instead, they were all portraits of Lucy.

Each drawing captured her smiling, chuckling, and laughing wholeheartedly.

Despite her vibrant expressions, every drawing lingered an undeniable sadness in her eyes.

Each sketch bore Colin's haunting question: "How can I help you erase him from your thoughts?"

A shiver ran down his spine as Lennon read these words beneath each drawing.

So...

Was Lucy pretending all along?

So, Colin's feelings for her ran this deep.

I felt torn between melancholy and an odd sense of comfort at Lennon.

He took a deep breath, gently placing the sketches on the table.

At that moment, he couldn't help but feel thankful that someone cared so deeply for her.

Colin and Damien, despite their contrasting personalities, were united by their shared heritage in the Lenoir family.noveldrama

Both possessed an undeniable enthusiasm for life and its pursuits.

Lennon meticulously searched every corner of the study, his hands rifling through papers and books until, at last, he unearthed Dorothy's handwritten letter tucked away in a drawer.

The unopened letter sat on the table, its sealed envelope pristine, implying that Colin had yet to read its contents.

Indeed, if he had read it, how could he continue believing that Anthony was decent?

As Lennon finished up, he ran into Cherise and Mandy.

Cherise frowned, asking, "What are you doing here?"

They had rushed over upon hearing Colin's call about him and Lucy drinking, concerned for their well-being.