The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 201

Chapter 201: How Not to Talk to a King

Before one of them actually hit the other, Primrose quickly stepped in. "Are you two ... close friends?"

Edmund and Leofric turned their heads toward Primrose at the exact same time, making her jump a little from how perfectly in sync they were.

"We’re not that close," Edmund said plainly.

Leofric clicked his tongue and smacked Edmund’s shoulder so hard that Primrose briefly worried he might’ve accidentally dislocated something.

"What do you mean we’re not close?!" Leofric narrowed his eyes on him. "Edmund, that’s just rude! I’m offended!"

Edmund calmly brushed his shoulder, as if wiping away invisible dust. He glanced at Leofric from the corner of his eye and said, "Don’t say my name." Then added, "Besides, we barely see each other. How can we be considered close?"

Primrose and Leofric were both stunned by his deadpan response.

She could even hear Leofric mentally insulting her husband. [He’s been king for so long, yet somehow he’s still just as dumb as he used to be.]

Primrose furrowed her brows slightly, clearly offended. Her husband was not dumb! He was just a bit dense, that was all!

"I’m joking," Edmund said in the flattest tone and even his expression was as cold as ever. Then he looked at Primrose and explained, "If being close friends means knowing each other well, then yes, Sir Leofric is my close friend."

[That was a joke?!] Leofric hissed inwardly.

[How the hell is anyone supposed to know he’s joking when he doesn’t even smile?]

[This lycan ... I swear, one day I’m going to stitch the corners of his lips upward so he can finally learn how to smile.]

Primrose couldn’t help but be confused. Solene had told her that Leofric was supposedly worse than Edmund when it came to communication and expression.

But from what she could see, he was practically bursting with emotion inside and out.

Still, none of that mattered as much as the one question nagging at her.

"Why didn’t you ever tell me you had a friend?" she asked, crossing her arms. "I even learned his name from Lady Solene, not from you."

[Is she upset with me?] Edmund wondered silently. [But why? What did I do wrong? I thought it’d be more thoughtful to introduce them in person ...]

Primrose had genuinely thought her mission to fix Edmund’s poor communication skills was almost complete. But clearly, it was still going to be a long journey.

"I just wanted you to meet him in person," Edmund said in a low voice. "And tell you his name once you see him."

"But Edmund ..." Primrose lowered her voice so only her husband could hear, though that effort was likely pointless, since a beast like Leofric could probably still hear every word. "I always tell you about my friends. Don’t you think it’s a little unfair if I don’t know anything about yours?"

Once Edmund realized his mistake, he lowered his head slightly and murmured, "I’m sorry. I was wrong, my wife. From now on, I’ll tell you more about the people I know."

Primrose smiled softly and gave a small nod. "Thank you for understanding, Edmund."

The two of them stared at each other for a moment in silence, saying nothing, but exchanging a thousand words through their eyes.

Unfortunately for Leofric, the air between them had gotten way too romantic. He even had to fight the urge to burn the entire greenhouse to the ground.

He let out a loud sigh and muttered, "I’m still here, in case you’ve forgotten ... Edmund."

Edmund let out a deep breath. "I’ll say this one more time, stop saying my name."

Leofric frowned. "She calls you by your name."

"She’s my wife."

"I can be your second wife."

For the first time ever, Primrose saw her husband make a face that could only be described as pure disgust, like he was about to vomit everything he’d eaten that day.

He locked his eyes on Leofric and said in a low, cold voice. "Go to hell."

Primrose let out a long sigh and gently patted her husband’s arm to calm him down. "Alright, enough of that," she said. "Why don’t we focus on what really matters?"

[Still, I have to admit, I’m kind of surprised his marriage is going so well.] fгeewebnovёl.com

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