The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 506

Chapter 506: My Husband Looks Hot

Sometimes, Primrose truly didn’t understand her husband.

He could be awkward, quiet, even a little clumsy when talking to other people. Yet somehow, when it came to her, he always knew exactly what to say.

Even in the early days of this life—when they were still learning how to talk to each other properly—he had already found ways to make her cheeks burn.

It wasn’t fair at all.

If an anti-social lycan was able to make his wife blush all the time, why couldn’t normal men do the same?

Well... maybe other men just didn’t try as hard as he did.

"But I still don’t like it when Averon thinks about you in a dirty way." Edmund’s expression turned sour in an instant. "Even though I can’t read his mind, his expression alone is enough to show that he’s lusting after you."

[And it’s not even my wife’s fault.] Edmund snorted inwardly. [People can admire my wife’s beauty, but I hate it when someone looks at her in a dirty way.]

[Worse... my wife can even clearly hear their dirty minds.] Edmund gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. [Wouldn’t that make her feel violated? Wouldn’t that make her uncomfortable?]

Honestly... he wasn’t wrong.

There were times when Primrose felt disgusted, yet not at the men, but at herself. When strangers kept thinking terrible things about her, a strange shame crept into her heart.

Wasn’t that ironic?

She was the one being harassed, yet she was also the one who felt disgusted with herself.

"I promise I won’t let him get too close to you or touch even a single strand of your hair." Edmund wrapped his hands around hers.

"But if he accidentally does, you don’t have to feel like you’re dirty. He’s the dirty one, while you’re my precious wife, more valuable than the Celestine Heart Gems."

Primrose laughed softly. "Is that so? You even had to go down into the abyss just to get those gems."

"It was only an abyss," Edmund replied calmly. "But to win your heart, I had to lose something precious first... you."

Primrose held her breath when she heard his words. After all, her death was the most traumatic experience for him, and for herself as well.

"That’s why," Edmund continued with a gentle smile, "to me, you’re more precious than anything in this world. You can’t even be compared to an object. My wife is far too precious for that."

Every time he said things like this, something in Primrose’s chest ached softly.

It wasn’t pain, but it was fear.

She was afraid of losing this. Afraid of losing a husband who loved her this deeply. Afraid that one day, she might wake up and find that this warmth was gone.

Just as Edmund treasured her, she treasured him just the same. There was no jewel, no power, no person in this world who could replace him.

"My husband is also very precious to me," she whispered before leaning forward to hug him tightly. "Let’s go on a date after we come back from the palace."

Edmund’s hand moved gently along her back. "A date sounds perfect."

They hugged each other for a while before finally forcing themselves to stop being affectionate for a moment because they had an important topic to discuss.

"The moment we get there, I want you to be the one who talks more to Averon about the mysterious man," Primrose said. "Averon is the type of person who sees women as second-class, so you can’t gain his trust if you behave normally. You need to act a little like him, not entirely like him, just a little is enough."

She nodded without hesitation. "Very loud." Then her expression softened. "Besides, I know you too well. I don’t believe you’re the kind of man who would treat his wife like an object."

He had already stated that before, so Primrose had no reason to misunderstand him, even if he had to pretend later.

"Because you’re not an object," Edmund said firmly, lifting his gaze to meet hers.

"I know," Primrose answered with a small smile.

"And I love you."

"I know." She giggled lightly, her eyes shining. "And I love you too."

Honestly, Primrose wished they could stay in that sweet moment a little longer. But unfortunately, they could no longer act that way, as the Azmeria Palace was already right before their eyes.

"Remember to pretend, alright?" Primrose reminded him gently as they waited for the soldiers to open the gate.

Edmund gave her a firm nod. "I understand."

The moment he said that, he immediately looked away from her. Even when the soldier asked about the reason for their visit, Edmund’s voice sounded colder than usual.

Honestly... he was acting the way he used to be. BBack then, she used to dislike this version of him because he had felt too cold, and too hard to approach.

But now?

Now that she knew it was only an act... that beneath that cold mask was a man who loved her deeply, she couldn’t help but think he looked even hotter like this.