Chapter 8 Give Yourself to Him

Lambert's eyes flickered with a hint of complexity for a moment, but quickly returned to calmness.

He finished urinating, zipped up his pants, washed his hands at the sink, and then slowly walked over to Lydia, removing her hand covering her eyes.

Lydia's gaze darted around, her face flushed, not knowing where to look. Lambert's action made her feel like a cat with its tail stepped on, and she pushed Lambert's hand away instinctively.

"What, what do you want?"

Lambert's dark eyes were deep, his demeanor calm and indifferent as he pointed to the prominent smoking pipe symbol on the restroom door. "Miss, this is the men's restroom, you've walked into the wrong place."

Swish!

Lydia felt extremely embarrassed and angry.

Her face felt like it was burning. She stuttered out an apology, "S-sorry!"

Then, with her head down and eyes closed, she awkwardly crouched under Lambert's arm and hurriedly escaped.

A faint scent seemed to linger in the air, and Lambert watched the flustered figure with