The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143: The King Who Hates Himself (I)

Primrose sank into the wooden bath, letting the warm water cover her whole body, leaving just the top half of her face above the surface.

Her cheeks were burning red, not because the water was too hot, but because just moments ago, Edmund had helped her release the remaining seed he had left inside her.

The memory alone made her want to sink even deeper and disappear under the water.

It was so embarrassing.

On the other hand, Edmund seemed completely unbothered. He had casually said he’d done that every time they had sex.

But back then, Primrose had been asleep. She had never been fully awake for something like that, and now that she was ... she didn’t know where to hide her face.

"You can’t breathe if you soak your whole head like that, my wife," Edmund said with ease, lifting her up slightly and settling her on his lap.

Fortunately, the wooden tub was large enough to fit both of them comfortably.

Primrose quickly covered her face with her hands, refusing to look at him. "Don’t stare at me like that."

"But I want to see you more," Edmund replied, gently pulling her hands away. "We’ve already seen each other naked, haven’t we? You don’t have to be shy around me anymore, my wife."

She knew that. Of course she did.

She knew she had just opened her legs for him, letting him see the most intimate part of her body.

Still ... no matter how many times it happened, once everything was over, the embarrassment always returned.

She couldn’t explain it, but when they weren’t doing anything, she couldn’t handle his gaze.

"Just stop looking at me," she grumbled, pushing his face away before sliding off his lap and sitting beside him instead.

This time, she sunk her body into the water up to her neck, pulled her knees close to her chest, and curled in quietly.

Moments later, she didn’t expect to hear a small chuckle. She turned her head, and looked at her husband.

She saw a genuine, warm laugh on his face. His smile was so wide, it softened his whole expression.

Primrose didn’t even blink. She just stared. It was Because ... maybe this was the first time she had ever seen her husband laugh like that.

To most people, laughter was an everyday thing.

Nothing special. Nothing worth noticing.

But in Edmund’s case, a laugh was rare.

"You’re laughing," Primrose murmured in surprise.

Edmund froze, and the smile on his face faded slowly into a thin line. He cleared his throat and said, "I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh at you."

"No, no—actually, that’s fine," Primrose said quickly, shifting to face him again.

She reached out and tugged gently at the corners of his mouth with her fingers. "I like hearing you laugh."

She widened her smile and her eyes formed into soft crescents. "I could hear you laugh all day and never get tired of it."

How could she?

His genuine smile lit up his whole face. It didn’t look stiff or forced at all, if anything, his laugh was filled with joy, and that warmth wrapped around her heart and made her feel happy too.

"Is that ... true?" Edmund asked quietly, a little unsure.

[Doesn’t laughing make me look stupid?] he thought to himself.

Who had ever told him that?!

Stupid? How could he ever look stupid just because he laughed?

"Of course it’s true," Primrose said gently, pinching his cheeks and pulling them until he looked like he was grinning. "You look ... even more charming and handsome when you smile." freёwebnovel.com

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