Divorce Him, Then Dazzle novel Chapter 274

Camilla squeezed her eyes shut, refusing to say another word.

Why did it feel like she was stepping right into Lambert's carefully laid traps, one by one?

All her previous resistance and rejection felt like a complete joke now.

Look at her—she was talking back to him, throwing a tantrum, and her feet were literally resting bare against his stomach.

What on earth was going on?

Having completely lost the upper hand, Camilla opted for the silent treatment. She closed her eyes, shut her mouth, and played dead.

Lambert spoke softly into the silence. "When you're with me, you can say whatever you want and do whatever you want. You never have to lie. Understand?"

Camilla couldn't help but peek at him. "I have that much power? So if I tell you to leave, you'll actually leave?"

Lambert sat there looking completely unbothered, firmly rooted in place. "You can say what you want, and I'll do what I want. I never said I'd actually listen. After all, I only listen to my girlfriend."

Camilla immediately snapped her eyes shut again, terrified to hold his gaze.

The man was just sitting there, yet his sheer magnetism was off the charts.

He was practically radiating charm!

How was any woman supposed to defend herself against a man like this?

Camilla felt incredibly sorry for herself.

It was like being handed an impossible obstacle and being told to conquer it.

It was like asking a kindergartener to solve advanced quantum physics.

She couldn't do it!

Out of sight, out of mind.

She refused to believe that if she just tuned him out, ignored him, and stayed silent, Lambert could still find a way to seduce... no, attract her.

Lambert didn't push it. His main goal was to let her rest anyway.

He had only been chatting with her to distract her from the lingering discomfort.

The doctor had warned them that once the anesthesia fully wore off, the pain would set in.

But looking at Camilla's current energy levels, she seemed to be handling it quite well.

Suddenly, Camilla's phone buzzed on the nightstand. Lambert reached over, grabbed it, and handed it to her.

Refusing to look at him, Camilla took the phone, kept her eyes down, and mumbled a quiet thank you.

It was a text from Catheleen, who was too afraid to call. She was asking if Camilla had woken up yet.

With an IV in one hand, typing was difficult, so Camilla sent a voice memo. "Catheleen, I'm awake. Everything's fine, don't worry."

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