The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 153

Chapter 153: The King’s Cruel Words

Edmund and Primrose stayed quiet during the carriage ride to the Marquess’s manor.

Neither of them said a word, not because there was tension between them, but because they were fully committed to their roles.

The cold, distant husband.

The quiet, obedient wife.

So far, they were doing a great job.

When the carriage came to a stop, Primrose leaned closer to Edmund and whispered, "Don’t help me down," she said gently. "Just make sure you always walk ahead of me."

Edmund, who had instinctively reached out to take her hand, immediately pulled it back and gave her a stiff nod.

[What if she trips?] he thought nervously. [What if she falls just because I didn’t help her out of the carriage?]

The distance from the carriage to the ground wasn’t that far, there was no high risk of falling.

Besides, Callen was already there, offering his hand to help her step down safely.

Callen, however, couldn’t hide his surprise when the king simply turned and walked ahead, without saying a word, without even glancing back at his wife.

It felt ... off.

Before Callen’s thoughts wandered too far, Primrose leaned in and whispered to him, "His Majesty isn’t doing this because he wants to. Whatever you see from now on ... just remember, it’s just part of the act."

She didn’t explain it in detail, but Callen understood enough.

There was no trouble between them, at least, not the kind he had feared.

Though curiosity still lingered in his mind, he wisely chose to keep them to himself.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

The Marquess of Moonshadow, Thalen, stepped forward with a smile and bowed to Edmund as they finally met face-to-face.

But while he greeted the king politely, he didn’t even spare a glance at Primrose, who followed quietly a few steps behind her husband, as if she didn’t even exist.

Same as her, Raven also stood quietly behind her husband, saying nothing, doing nothing.

She simply stood there like a mannequin on display.

Half of her face was hidden behind a sheer veil, and she wore a long-sleeved gown that covered nearly all of her skin.

[Her Majesty is here ... but how could I face her in this condition?] Raven thought to herself.

Primrose’s eyes moved subtly up and down as she observed Raven’s appearance.

Since the veil was slightly transparent, she could still see the faint outline of Raven’s face, and her heart clenched when she saw the bruises on Raven’s cheek.

Without meaning to, she clenched her hands tightly at her sides.

She then turned and sent a sharp glare toward the Marquess of Moonshadow.

Thalen had the face of a respectable nobleman, who was neatly dressed, polished in appearance, and had a good posture.

But beneath the elegant clothes and the charming smile was a mind filled with rot and filth.

Just looking at him made Primrose feel sick to her stomach.

[I thought His Majesty didn’t bring his wife out in public because he was ashamed of her,] the Marquess thought.

[But she’s beautiful ... even more beautiful than my own wife. No wonder he wants to bring her with him.]

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