What you think about by day, you dream of by night. Did that mean she was so preoccupied with Lambert's abs that she had acted so brazenly when she was drunk?
She wouldn't admit it.
She would never admit it!
But deep down, she knew it was true. Every memory that surfaced when she was sober seemed inextricably linked to Lambert's abs.
Still, she couldn't admit it.
She quickly shook her head. "I wasn't thinking about your abs…"
She looked at Lambert with a serious expression, and after speaking, she added, "I'm really fine, Mr. White…"
She was just about to excuse herself when Lambert said casually,
"Did I just mention the word 'abs'? I didn't. So how did you know last night had anything to do with abs?"
With a deafening roar, Camilla's mind exploded.
When a person feels guilty, their intelligence really does go offline.
Her brain felt like it had short-circuited; she had confessed without even being pressed.
Now, Camilla was even more afraid to look at Lambert.
Tears welled up in her eyes. "I'm sorry…"
Seeing her like this, Lambert's heart ached.
He had known she was thin-skinned; he shouldn't have teased her.
"You don't have to keep apologizing to me," Lambert said. "It was a small thing. I didn't take it to heart. After all, you were drunk, so it's understandable."
Camilla gritted her teeth and decided to face the music.
Since the cat was out of the bag, she couldn't play dumb anymore.
She said, "I don't know what came over me last night. I used to just go to sleep when I was drunk; I never did anything. I'm truly sorry. If I offended you in any way, just yell at me if you want!"
Lambert said, "Actually, I'm a very conservative person."
Camilla paused, not understanding what he meant.
Lambert continued, "My abs, my body… only my future wife is allowed to touch them."
Hearing this, Camilla immediately started apologizing again. "I'm so, so sorry. I… what can I do to compensate you for your loss…"


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