The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 155

Chapter 155: The Queen Knows Too Much

Primrose held a handkerchief over her mouth, trying to keep the dust from getting into her lungs.

She stayed near the door, not out of fear, but because the room was musty and cluttered, and she wasn’t too eager to disturb any hidden insects.

"Since it’s just the two of us in here," she began, "I’ll answer your question. No, my husband doesn’t usually act like a jerk. I was the one who asked him to behave that way."

Raven furrowed her brows, visibly confused. "Why?"

[Other women wish for a kind husband,] she thought. [Why would she ask hers to act cold and harsh on purpose?]

Primrose lowered the handkerchief from her mouth, revealing a small, mischievous smile. "Because I want him to gain your husband’s trust," she said.

Even though Primrose didn’t really want to step deeper into the dusty room, she forced herself to walk toward Raven so they could talk face-to-face.

"What do you think about the offer I gave you earlier?" Primrose’s voice softened. "I can hand you the key to your freedom ... but only if you’re willing to take it."

Primrose truly wanted to help her.

But she also knew the painful truth that no matter how much support someone offers, if the person being hurt isn’t ready to leave, no one else can save them.

She didn’t know exactly what had driven Raven to kill the Marquess in the other timeline, but she had a feeling it was for someone she deeply cared about.

Because Primrose could sense that Raven didn’t care much about herself. That was what hurt the most.

"I’m fine, Your Majesty," Raven said softly. "You don’t need to do anything for me."

See?

Even with bruises all over her body, Raven still insisted on staying in this nightmare.

If that wasn’t a sign of how little she valued her own worth, Primrose didn’t know what was.

"Lady Raven," she said gently but firmly, "I’m offering you freedom. And if you turn me down now ... there may never be another chance."

Because in truth, no one else was going to offer her a way out anymore.

In her previous life, after Raven was arrested, not a single one of her children came to visit her in prison.

People whispered that they were ashamed of her, that they abandoned her to protect their own names.

But when Primrose met Raven’s eldest son in this life and heard his thoughts, she knew her children would never abandon their beloved mother.

It wasn’t the children who had turned away.

It was Raven.

She might have pushed them away, telling them to keep their distance, so their names wouldn’t be stained by her crimes.

"I’m truly grateful for your kindness, Your Majesty," Raven said, lowering her gaze. "But I ... I can’t divorce my husband."

[If I leave now, all the pain I’ve endured would be for nothing,] she thought.

[I just have to hold on a little longer.]

And in that moment, Primrose began to suspect that Raven hadn’t killed the Marquess by accident.

No. There was a possibility that she had planned it.

But if that was true, why wait so long? Why not do it earlier?

Wait ... how old was Cassian again?

Seventeen?

Suddenly, the pieces fell into place.

Cassian had always been the rightful heir to his father’s wealth and title.

But in Noctvaris, no one could inherit a title or manage a territory on their own until they were at least nineteen.

If the Marquess died before his son turned nineteen, Cassian would still inherit the title.

But the real power—the authority to manage land, money, and political decisions, would fall to another adult in the family.

It could go to Cassian’s uncle, or even a distant cousin, as long as they were over nineteen.

Technically, Raven could have been named Cassian’s guardian.

But since she planned to end her husband’s life ... that wasn’t an option anymore.

From what Primrose had heard in the whispers of gossip, the Marquess of Moonshadow’s family didn’t have a clean reputation.

There were many rumors, accusations of murdering servants, having illegitimate children, and secrets buried behind gilded doors.

There was no solid proof, of course, and none of them had a criminal record in the royal archives.

But seeing how determined Raven was to keep her children away from her husband’s family influence, there was a good chance those rumors were true.

Raven had escaped that fate by changing her name and her appearance. freёwebnovel-com

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