The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Shopping (II)

"Three?" Edmund tilted his head, raising an eyebrow. "How about five?"

[Honestly, I want to buy every dress she tried on, but I know she’d refuse.]

Primrose hadn’t expected him to be that thoughtful, or to understand her so well.

"Alright, five ..." she said gently, smiling at him. "Thank you, husband."

She wanted to kiss him right there, but the curious stares of the boutique staff made her pause.

Instead, she pressed a soft kiss to her fingertips and gently touched them to his lips.

"I’ll give you the real one later," she whispered with a playful smile.

He took a deep breath, looking like he was trying hard to keep himself from doing something reckless. "I’ll be waiting for it, my wife."

After that, Primrose told the boutique owner which dresses she wanted, and the woman’s eyes immediately lit up when she realized Primrose was buying five at once.

"Don’t worry, young miss! I’ll make sure each dress fits your body perfectly once I adjust them!" she said with confidence.

Primrose simply smiled in response, then headed back to the fitting room with the boutique assistants to change back into her own clothes.

Meanwhile, Edmund had already handled the payment and and gave the shopkeeper their delivery address.

"Oh, so you’re from the capital, sir!" the boutique owner said cheerfully, but her smile froze the moment she read the full address.

The Palace of Noctvaris.

She looked down at the paper, then back at Edmund’s face. Back and forth. Her voice dropped to a whisper. "Y-Your Majesty ... I’m honored to have you here."

Edmund didn’t react. His face remained unreadable as he said, "Don’t tell anyone that my wife and I came to this place."

The boutique owner quickly nodded. "I understand, Your Majesty. My lips are sealed."

When Primrose came out of the changing room, she noticed the boutique owner was acting more polite than before, and her thoughts bouncing around in pure surprise.

[For heaven’s sake, what did I do in a past life to deserve a visit from the king and queen?!] she screamed in her mind.

[I didn’t expect Her Majesty to look so ...]

Primrose braced herself, ready for the usual rude judgments she’d heard before.

[A bit like a small bunny.]

Why did everyone keep comparing her to a bunny?

What kind of bunny had red hair? freēwēbηovel.c૦m

[She doesn’t look arrogant at all. I guess those rumors weren’t true after all ...]

Primrose didn’t know who started those rumors, but in her first life, she often saw her name printed in newspapers, described as spoiled, difficult, and snobbish.

Most of those people had never even met her. They just wrote whatever they wanted.

Yes, her father had spoiled her, but he would never have let her be rude.

If she ever disrespected someone, especially someone who hadn’t wronged her, he would’ve scolded her on the spot.

But somehow, people believed she was cruel to her maids and disrespectful to commoners.

In truth, she just rarely talked because she was afraid of saying the wrong thing.

[Whoever started those lies about Her Majesty deserves to be dragged to the gallows!] the boutique owner cursed internally. [A rumor like that could ruin her entire reputation.]

[She’s so gentle with everyone here, even the assistants. And she made all of us feel so comfortable. I won’t forgive anyone who dares speak badly about her again.]

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