The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50: The King’s Gentle Kiss

Oh, that kind of shame had been buried along with her lifeless body in her first life.

However, she was still curious, what kind of tactic would Edmund use to convince her to call him by his name?

"You’ve called my name so many times during our first—"

"That was different!" Primrose cut him off immediately before he could say anything embarrassing.

She couldn’t believe Edmund actually brought up that experience just to persuade her.

[Shit. I must have said the wrong thing.]

[You perverted fucking beast. CONTROL YOURSELF.]

Edmund quickly cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "It wouldn’t be inappropriate," he said, "if you called me by my name in private."

[I just don’t want my wife to feel inferior to me because she always has to use my title whenever she speaks to me.]

He was thinking about her feelings that much?

Now that she considered it, people might actually start rumors that the King saw Primrose as inferior to him, since he always addressed her informally while she continued to use honorifics.

Gossip like that could be damaging for both of them.

She didn’t care about rumors anymore, but if they made people look down on her, then she wanted nothing to do with them.

"Then ... is it alright if I call you by your name in private?" Primrose took a slow step toward him.

"Or when we’re not at formal events?" She hesitated for a moment before adding, "But I’m still not used to saying your name, so ... please don’t be mad if I accidentally use your title sometimes."

[Mad at her? I’d rather bury myself in the sand than be angry at her.]

Edmund finally replied, "You don’t have to worry about that, my wife." He added, "I won’t be upset with you. And even if you decide to call me by my name at a formal event, I won’t stop you."

He might not mind, but people definitely would.

She didn’t care if she became the topic of gossip, but having to listen to their endless, buzzing thoughts? Now that would drive her insane.

"Let’s just keep it private for now," Primrose decided. She stepped closer, moving slowly until she stood right in front of him. "Is that alright, Edmund?"

As soon as his name left her mouth, the mighty Lycan King had a meltdown inside his head. He froze in place and for a second, Primrose swore she couldn’t hear him breathe.

Did he faint while standing up? Just because she called him by his name?

Why is she being so dramatic?!

"That ... that’s alright," Edmund finally managed to say, his voice slightly hoarse.

His eyes flickered wildly, struggling to focus until, for some reason, they landed on her lips.

"Wife," he muttered, "Can I ask you for a favor?"

Not long after, Primrose could hear a full-blown war in his thoughts.

[I’m trying my best to hold back, but ... damn it, it’s so hard.]

[My wife is too beautiful for me.]

[What if she slaps me after this? Screw it. Just ask.]

Primrose tilted her head, utterly baffled by his inner turmoil.

Why on earth did he think she was going to slap him just for asking something?

"What is it, husband?" she said gently.

Edmund clenched his fists tightly. [I had no idea that being called ’husband’ would make me lose my mind like this.]

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