The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197: The Queen’s Laziness

But the moment he said those last few words, the warmth in Primrose’s chest faded. Something tightened inside her, and the comfort she had just begun to feel slipped through her fingers like sand.

She lowered her head, unable to meet his eyes, and whispered, "Can we ... not talk about that for a while?"

Edmund’s eyes widened slightly as he realized he had accidentally touched a wound that hasn’t healed yet. [She just came out of her room for the first time in days... and I’ve already made her remember something so painful?]

[I’m such an idiot!] He mentally scolded himself. [I should’ve stitched my mouth shut if I can’t control my words around her.]

"I’m sorry," Edmund said, lowering his head. "I shouldn’t have brought that up in the first place."

To his surprise, Primrose reached for his arm. It was the first time she had touched him in days. She didn’t touch his skin directly, but it was still something, and it startled him in the best way.

"That’s alright." Primrose smiled faintly, then turned her gaze toward the dresses in the middle of the room.

They were displayed on mannequins, looking just as beautiful as when she first saw them in the boutique.

"Should I wait outside while you change?" Edmund asked awkwardly. His voice cracked a little, and Primrose couldn’t help but think he looked like a shy young man on his first date.

She chuckled softly. "No, you don’t have to go. You can wait here while I change. You’re my husband, not some random creep."

Edmund nodded quickly. "If you say so ... then I’ll stay."

[She’s just changing, nothing more. I can behave,] he reminded himself. [If I get a boner, I’ll jump into the frozen lake as punishment.]

Alright, maybe that was a bit too extreme.

If he did get a boner ... well, it wasn’t that big of a deal, right?

He was her husband, after all, so it was only natural for him to feel attracted to his own wife. Besides, being aroused and forcing her to deal with it were two very different things.

There was nothing wrong with having sexual desire toward her. The problem was, most men would blame the woman for it and then ask her to "help" them get rid of that desire.

But unlike most men, Edmund never blamed her for making him feel that way.

The only person he blamed was himself and Primrose found that oddly amusing.

Once she was sure Edmund wasn’t going to run away, Primrose called in Marielle and two other maids to help her change.

"This gown is absolutely stunning, Your Majesty!" Marielle clapped her hands enthusiastically as she finished buttoning the lilac gown. "It suits you so well!"

[Her Majesty is beautiful no matter what she wears, but this lilac dress truly looks amazing on her!] Marielle kept praising Primrose in her mind. [Dear God, if she wears this to a banquet, no one will be able to take their eyes off her!]

Primrose couldn’t remember when Marielle had become so open and cheerful around her. She no longer seemed awkward or afraid to say the wrong thing in her presence.

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