The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 499

Chapter 499: Can We Build a Snowman? (I)

Lazarus’s voice cut through the quiet hallway the moment he saw Primrose.

"You shouldn’t leave your room this early!" he scolded, striding toward her with a deep frown. His eyes, however, were filled with worry rather than anger. "You haven’t even had breakfast."

He stopped in front of her, arms crossed. "Go back to your room. We’ll eat together first, then you can continue your activities."

Just minutes ago, Lazarus had been on his way to her bedroom, planning to ask the maids to prepare breakfast for her and Edmund. Yesterday, his daughter looked pale, frightened, and lost in sadness. Yet now, she was already out of bed, walking toward the ballroom as if nothing had happened.

"Oh... Father, I’m fine now," Primrose replied gently. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Instead of arguing, she reached for the one thing that always softened him; her sweet, innocent tone.

"I just got bored lying in bed, so I asked Edmund to accompany me for a walk outside the room," Primrose said in a sweet, angelic voice.

She tilted her head slightly, as if the thought had only just crossed her mind. "Then I saw the servants bringing so much food into the ballroom. Since this is my home too, Edmund told me what was happening."

She lied so smoothly that she managed to convince Lazarus it was exactly what had happened.

But that was indeed what happened. The servants brought so much food to the ballroom because Lazarus decided to use the ballroom as their shelter for the time being.

"Father... is it wrong if I want to see the rescued children?" Primrose blinked several times at Lazarus. "I heard from my husband that they are having difficulty trusting the men around them, so... perhaps I can do the job of convincing them that they are truly safe here."

Primrose did not yet know everything that had happened in Veloria County, but she knew that the Count of Veloria had died and that they had discovered a hidden dungeon beneath his sugar factory.

Just thinking about it made Primrose feel nauseous, as if she might throw up. The feeling worsened when she remembered how often Lazarus had bought sugar from that very factory.

How many meals had they shared, never knowing?

After being stared at with eyes full of hope and gentleness, Lazarus finally gave in. "Alright, you may see the children, but..." he warned, "Those children have gone through something extremely traumatic, so you cannot expect them to talk to you immediately."

Primrose smiled softly. "I know. We have to be patient with traumatized children."

As they walked further, she found herself wondering whether Rose in the past had ever been given the chance to process the grief and trauma she had endured?

She did not want to compare her pain with the children’s pain, because in the end, no kind of suffering should ever be dismissed.

Still... she couldn’t help but wonder. Back then, had anyone pulled her out of the darkness? Had anyone saved her the way Edmund and Lazarus were saving these children now?

Zarius had saved her once, and the result did not end well. Although she hoped that someone else would save her, deep down, she also wished that no one had rescued her from that hellhole.

If she had to pay for her freedom with someone else’s life, then Primrose did not want it.

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