Chapter 106 Counted on the Fact That Lucille Loved You

• Hendrix pointed at the ashtray in front of Flint, which was overflowing with cigarette butts. His teasing grin never faltered, his eyes glinting with amusement.
• Flint's gaze shifted uncomfortably, a flicker of guilt crossing his face. He avoided Hendrix's questioning look, focusing his attention elsewhere as he muttered, "I just wanted to smoke; there's no need to make a big deal out of it."
• "But your reaction now is more worked up than when Grandpa forced you to marry Lucy," Hendrix remarked, his words hitting Flint like a punch. Flint's face darkened even further.