The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 505

Chapter 505: If You Were There

After Primrose erased Garrick’s and his underlings’ memories, Edmund allowed them to leave the dungeon.

Their carriage and belongings had been kept untouched in the warehouse, as if they had always been meant to leave peacefully. With everything prepared, Garrick and his entourage were able to depart from Illvaris without delay.

They were escorted along a quiet, seldom-used path, far from the eyes of curious servants or passing citizens. If there wasn’t any witness, then there wouldn’t be any rumor.

Primrose and Edmund stood at the rear gate of the manor, watching the carriage roll away into the distance.

For a while, neither of them spoke. Then Primrose broke the silence. "Isn’t it frightening?"

Edmund glanced at her, one brow lifting slightly. "Frightening?" he repeated. "What is?"

Primrose’s gaze remained fixed on the disappearing carriage. "Having someone erase your memories," she said softly. "Like what I just did."

Her voice was calm, yet something unreadable lingered beneath it. "To lose pieces of your life... and never even realize they’re gone." She added, "That’s frightening."

Even though she didn’t say it bluntly, Edmund knew that his wife was not talking about Garrick and his entourage.

She was talking about herself, about the empty spaces in her past, the memories she could never reach no matter how hard she tried.

"You’re not the only one who has lost those memories." Edmund looked at her gently. "Your father lost those memories too."

He paused briefly. "And if... if I truly shared that same timeline with you... then wouldn’t that mean I also lost something precious?"

Primrose chuckled softly. "Precious?" She asked. "We don’t even know what happened back then. How can you be so sure those memories were worth keeping? They might have been painful or cruel, even."

Edmund fell silent for a moment, but his hand reached for hers. "Maybe," he admitted softly. "Maybe they held sorrow or pain."

He softened his gaze, as if they were standing on the edge of something too fragile to touch carelessly. "But if you were there..." he said. "Then they would still be precious to me."

Primrose smiled, but her eyes softened, as though something sad hid behind those golden depths. "Even if those memories were of you watching me die?" she asked.

Edmund’s eyelids trembled slightly, yet he forced his voice to remain steady. "Even then," he answered. Gently, he raised her hand and pressed his lips to the back of it, as if it were something holy.

"Because every moment with you," he whispered, "Even the painful ones... would still be precious for me."

Primrose’s pupils trembled. The tenderness in Edmund’s voice wrapped around her like a warmth she had never fully learned to accept. His words were soft, overflowing with a love so pure that they stirred two emotions at once.

She felt happy, and yet a hint of sadness lingered beneath that happiness.

And until they uncovered the truth, Edmund refused to leave her side. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

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