The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 204

Chapter 204: The Queen Needs A Closure

Her fingers curled into small fists as her hands trembled slightly. "I want to meet the Marquess’ brother."

"You what?" Edmund asked, frowning as if making sure he hadn’t misheard her.

"You heard me right," Primrose said. "I want to see ... that man, the one you placed in the torture—"

"I know who you mean," Edmund cut her off. "But why? Why would you want to see him? Nothing good will come out of it." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

[She literally just said she’s scared of what happened to her,] Edmund thought. [So why would she want to face that bastard? There’s no way I’m letting her near the man who made her cry.]

To be honest, Primrose didn’t really want to see Thevan either.

Just the thought of it made her chest tighten. But something inside her told her it had to be done.

If she kept running away from him, the nightmares that haunted her every night would never stop.

"I need closure," Primrose said quietly. "I need to see with my own eyes that he can no longer hurt me."

"He can’t," Edmund said as he gently placed a hand on her shoulder. "I’ve already made sure of that."

"I know. I trust you." Primrose took his hand and held it tightly. "But I still need to see it with my own eyes for the sake of my sanity. It’s been really hard for me to sleep these days, husband. You must’ve noticed that too, since you can see me through Bunnie, right?"

Before Edmund could say anything, Primrose continued, "I have nightmares every time I close my eyes and it’s always about him. That’s why I’ve been thinking that maybe, if I meet him and talk to him, even just a minute, without feeling threatened, I might finally stop seeing those nightmares."

Edmund stared at her in silence, replaying her words over and over in his mind.

Primrose could hear through his mind that he was completely against the idea because he didn’t want her to be anywhere near that man.

But deep down, he also didn’t want his wife to keep suffering from those nightmares.

"Alright," Edmund finally replied. "I’ll let you meet him, but no more than fifteen minutes. And if he messes with your emotions even a little, I’m taking you out of there immediately."

He looked her in the eye, deadly serious. "That’s my condition, and I won’t compromise on it."

Primrose nodded quickly. "I understand." Then, with a little hesitation, she added, "If you’re busy with something else ... maybe I can go with someo—"

"No." Edmund didn’t even let her finish. "You’re going with me and I’m not leaving you alone with him, even if you beg me to. Do you understand, Primrose?"

Honestly, it was the first time Edmund had ever spoken to her so intensely like that.

Well, maybe he did speak so intensely and coldly to her back then, but it was because he still struggled with basic communication.

But ever since he learned how to communicate better with his wife, Edmund had never tried to control her or speak in a way that left no room for her to respond. He always respected her thoughts and made her feel heard.

And yet, this time, he was different.

Strangely enough ... it made him even hotter than usual.

Primrose had never thought she’d fall for a man who could make her feel both empowered and completely safe at the same time.

Now she wasn’t sure whether she should head to the torture room ... or pull Edmund into her bedroom instead.

She blinked a few times, trying to hide how flustered she was. "A-Alright," she whispered. "I’ll go with you."

The torture room was located in a separate building, far from the main palace. When Primrose asked why it was placed so far away, Edmund simply replied, "It would ruin the view if it were built near the palace."

But Primrose had overheard a few maids saying that the torture room hadn’t always been this far.

Before she arrived at the palace, the cursed building used to be only about fifteen meters away, still hidden from most people, but not nearly as distant as it was now.

Besides, Edmund had never been the type to care about palace aesthetics, at least not before Primrose came into his life.

That’s why Primrose had a feeling he’d moved the entire building just so she wouldn’t ever have to see it, not even by accident.

"Wife, we can take a carriage," Edmund offered gently. "It’ll be faster. You don’t need to walk all that way."

Primrose shook her head with a soft smile. "It’s alright. I’ve been cooped up in my room for days, so I want to stretch my legs a little." She slipped her hand into the crook of his arm and added with a warm look, "It reminds me of when we walked together in Moonshadow City."

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