The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 507

Chapter 507: The Master of Pretending

"What a surprise to see you here so soon, Your Majesty." Averon walked into the parlor with Bianca by his side.

He smiled at them, but Primrose could hear that his thoughts were the complete opposite of his bright expression.

[Primrose looks too plain today.]

[How can she look that plain when she’s coming to see me? She should dress more beautifully when meeting the King of Azmeria.]

[Isn’t that basic courtesy?]

Primrose’s eye twitched slightly. Was he thinking that because he believed she was being disrespectful? Or because he wanted her to look at him the way a woman looks at her crush?

They had not even been in the same room for five minutes, and she already felt tired of seeing his face. If she could throw the teacup in front of her straight at his head, she would have done it without hesitation.

"It’s an urgent matter," Edmund said in a cold voice. "And I believe you should know about it immediately."

"What is it?" Averon narrowed his eyes as he sat across from Edmund and Bianca quietly took the seat in front of Primrose.

Bianca had not said a single word since earlier, probably because the noblemen of Azmeria did not like it when their wives spoke while they were discussing serious matters. Or to put it simply... they only liked their wives to be decorative flowers.

"Just yesterday, someone came to my father-in-law’s house and pretended to be you, Your Majesty," Edmund said. "I know it wasn’t you, but since he wore your face, I think you deserve to know about this matter. After all, he almost touched something that belongs to me."

He lowered his voice and said something that made the air turn colder. "You know... our reputation would be ruined if our wives were touched by another man." He added, "They would become dirty. And I am not the kind of man who keeps things that are already tainted."

[NO! NO! NO! THAT WASN’T ME!] Edmund screamed in his mind.

[I would never throw my wife away! She will never be dirty! Why did I say it like that?!]

[My wife, my love... please don’t hate me. I deserve a slap, but please don’t hate me!]

On the outside, Edmund looked completely composed, as if he were a mountain that could never be moved. But inside, he was in chaos, afraid that he had hurt his wife or made her feel scared.

Meanwhile, Primrose was not offended at all by his remark. After all, she knew better than anyone that her husband was only pretending. Once they returned home, he would probably shower her with kisses and hugs.

"Oh, I see..." Averon slowly smiled after hearing Edmund’s words. "I also don’t like keeping things that are dirty... or broken. That is why my wife must take very good care of herself."

His meaning was clear. He wanted Bianca to stay beautiful. And if one day she lost that beauty, he would not hesitate to discard her.

Averon himself was not even that handsome. Compared to the King of Elandria or even Edmund, he was nothing more than a rat-looking man.

[I didn’t expect the Lycan King to say something like that.]

Averon smiled inwardly, feeling strangely pleased. In his mind, he thought he had just found someone similar to himself.

[So the sweet attitude he showed at the banquet was just an act?]

[Ha! Just as I thought. There’s no way he truly pampers his human wife that much. Primrose isn’t even that useful... and she’s not that beautiful either.]

Primrose hissed inwardly. Averon’s attitude clearly showed the traits of a man with fragile masculinity.

He had tried to win her heart for years, and when she didn’t choose him, he turned to belittling her instead.

Oh, typical.

[No wonder the soldiers said the Lycan King behaves differently from how he acted at the banquet,] Averon continued thinking. [They even told me he pushed Primrose behind him when she tried to walk beside him.]

[Tch... tch... this man is truly talented at pretending.]

Primrose almost laughed. If only Averon knew the truth. Yes, Edmund was good at acting, so good that Averon truly believed he was cruel and cold.

"About the earlier matter..." Edmund cleared his throat for a moment to calm the fear inside his mind. "I mean, about the mysterious man. What do you plan to do, Your Majesty? He didn’t just insult me. He also tried to use you as a scapegoat."

Averon’s expression finally turned serious. "You’re right. That person cannot be allowed to walk freely," he said. Then he narrowed his eyes. "But Your Majesty, are you certain he used my face?"

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