The sound of Alexander rushing back in the dressing room made Camellia quickly close her eyes. She changed her position again and managed to fix her top. Since her top had a V neck design, she pulled it slightly lower to make her fair chest more visible. Why did she do that? She also couldn't answer it. Perhaps, out of impulse.
Alexander, who was coming with a blanket, crouched down beside the chaise. He laid down the blanket on her body and pulled it up to her upper part but then he froze.
Camellia who was at the same time trying her best making her breath look like a sleeping person, having a hard time. The silence was killing her. But then the blanket reached her shoulders and made her disappointed. She guessed, she was not attractive enough for him to make a move. Mad, she kicked the blanket. Still with her act, she kept her eyes closed.
