"If that’s the case, then... you could’ve just told me." He clenched his jaw, trying so hard to hold back the selfish part of him that wanted to beg her to stay. "If you really want to leave me, I ... I won’t stop you."
He took a deep breath. "I’ll find a safe place for you to hide. Somewhere no one can hurt you. I’ll give you enough money to live however you want—no, screw that, take all my money. You can take everything I have."
Primrose was too stunned to speak.
If she really took everything Edmund had, she could probably build her own castle, hire people to become her personal soldiers and maids.
She would be so rich that she could eat, sleep, and play around every day without ever worrying about money or trying to impress anyone.
But the moment she heard Edmund’s inner thoughts, all those happy fantasies suddenly crumbled to pieces.
[I don’t want her to go.]
[I really, really don’t want her to go.]
[But if I try to keep her beside me ... what if one day, she really does kill herself because of me?]
Forget about lazing around every day, she would just end up bored and lonely if she didn’t live with her husband!
"WHO SAID I WANT TO LEAVE YOU?!" Primrose suddenly screamed as loud as she could, as if she was terrified that he wouldn’t hear her if she spoke too softly. "I DON’T want to leave you, alright?!"
She cupped his face with both hands, forcing him to look into her eyes. "I will never leave you," she said. "Even if you throw me out of this palace, I’ll come crawling back to you."
Her hands were trembling, but her voice remained firm. "I’ll chain our hands together if I have to, so don’t you ever dare ask me to leave you again."
Edmund’s eyes flickered at her words. After a long pause, he finally asked, "Then why ... why did you jump into the lake?"
"Because you walked away from me!" Her voice cracked, pouring out all her panic and frustration. "And I couldn’t catch up to you!"
She gave his chest a light shove, then continued, "I panicked. I was terrified that if I let you walk away tonight ... our marriage would end up in the garbage."
Their marriage in the first timeline had fallen apart because of many terrible misunderstandings. That was why Primrose didn’t want to let even the smallest one grow between them now.
She knew if she ignored that small crack for a long time, it could grow wide enough to break everything.
"It won’t!" Edmund caught her hands, stopping her from hitting her chest. "Our marriage won’t end up in the garbage!"
"Then why did you run so far away from me?!" Primrose snapped, tears burning in her eyes. "You said you saw me jump into the lake, but why ... why didn’t you come sooner?!"
"Because I thought the soldiers would save you!" Edmund shouted back, voice full of guilt. "But they just stood there, frozen like a bunch of stupid dogs!"
"Then why didn’t you jump in yourself right away?!" she cried. "Was it because ... you don’t love me anymore?!"
"I LOVE YOU!" Edmund’s thunderous voice echoed through the night, making Primrose flinch in surprise.
He took a deep breath, then continued in a softer tone, "I love you ... I truly do. But I was scared that seeing my face would only make you want to die even more."
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