The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 229

Chapter 229: One Thousand Steps of Suffering (I)

Almost instantly, the light returned to Edmund’s face. His eyes lit up again, and a soft smile curved on his lips.

"Do you want to try climbing the stairs with me, wife?" he asked, glancing down at her feet, then quickly shook his head. "But ... maybe it’ll be too much for you. I don’t want you to hurt your feet even more."

Oh no. How could she possibly say no to this adorable puppy?

"I’m not that old, husband," Primrose said with a light laugh. My knees won’t give out just from walking up some stairs."

Though, honestly, deep down, she was pretty sure her knees would absolutely give out after climbing that many stairs.

"Are you really sure?" Edmund still looked a little unsure, but he was clearly excited, like a boy about to share something special. "We’ll have to go barefoot ... so your feet might get scratched."

Primrose only smiled and nodded. "I’ll be fine," she said calmly. Then, almost like a whisper, she added under her breath, "... Maybe."

Edmund tucked their belongings safely under a tree near the steps, then knelt down to help his wife take off her shoes. He stared at her feet for a long moment before asking with a straight face, "Are you sure you don’t want me to kiss your feet to make them feel better?"

Primrose immediately took a few steps back, shaking her head firmly. "No, I’m sure!"

Edmund didn’t push further. He simply reached for her hand and held it gently. "But, wife ... if you feel too tired or can’t make it all the way to the top, we can stop and head back anytime," he said softly. "I don’t want to wear you out."

His words were kind and considerate, but Primrose could hear the thoughts he didn’t say out loud.

Deep down, he really wanted to reach the top. In fact, she could sense that if they failed halfway ... he might even start believing their marriage was doomed to fail too.

Oh, now Primrose realized Edmund wasn’t acting like a teenage girl in love.

He was worse than a lovesick teenage girl!

Alright then. If her husband believed in this superstition this much, there was no way she could treat it like a joke.

She had never done anything truly difficult for him before, so maybe climbing these thousand steps was the least she could do.

"I’ll keep that in mind," Primrose said, giving his hand a squeeze and smiling at him. "But I actually want to make it to the top. So I’ll try my hardest."

[I didn’t expect my wife to believe in this legend,] Edmund thought. [I thought she would dismiss it as something silly.]

She did think the legend was silly. However, as long as her husband wanted it, she would do her best to make it happen.

[Still, I’m glad she believes in it. Maybe ... maybe it’s a sign from the Moon Goddess that my wife will stay with me longer.]

Oh.

The corners of Primrose’s lips dropped slightly as she realized the reason Edmund believed in that legend.

It wasn’t that he believed it blindly, but he hoped it was true. He was desperate for something or anything that could help her live longer. _{f.(r)eewe/bnov\ll.com}

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