The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 26

Chapter 26: The King’s Cursed Smile

Primrose had never known that someone could be this talentless at smiling.

It was just a damn smile, yet Edmund still couldn’t get it right, even after thirty whole minutes!

A damn half an hour!

At this point, she was starting to wonder if his face muscles were cursed.

Thankfully, salvation arrived in the form of a soldier who informed Edmund that it was time for him to head to the training grounds to oversee the selection of new recruits for Noctvaris’ soldiers.

"Let’s talk again later." Edmund attempted another smile, but instead of looking friendly, he resembled a wolf baring its fangs to terrify a helpless little rabbit. "I’ll work hard to learn how to smile."

[For my wife, I’ll train myself to smile every day!]

Oh, dear gods. Please, no.

If he actually practiced that in front of his soldiers, they might think their king was furious with them instead.

But how could Primrose crush his determination?

"I know you can do it, Your Majesty!" she encouraged, rising from her chair.

Before Edmund could walk away, she plucked a soft-pink Azmeria flower, its layered petals blooming delicately in the sunlight.

"I don’t have much to give you right now, Your Majesty," she said, holding it out to him. "But please, consider this your first gift."

She lifted her fan, hiding half of her face behind it. "In my homeland, the pink Azmeria flower is a symbol of luck." Her voice softened. "That’s why I want you to have it, so that luck will always be on your side."

Actually, Primrose had only given him the flower to reassure him the greenhouse wouldn’t be ruined even if he accidentally damaged a few flowers while walking through it.

Honestly, she still couldn’t wrap her head around his ridiculous logic. Who the hell is afraid of stepping on flowers? The stone pathways were huge, unless he planned on tripping over his own feet and swan-diving into a flowerbed, there was no way he’d destroy anything.

Meanwhile, completely oblivious to her true intentions, Edmund clutched the flower like it was the most sacred treasure in the world.

[M-My wife gave me something!]

[I will cherish this flower for the rest of my life.]

Primrose watched as Edmund stiffly cradled the flower in his palm, looking as if he had just been entrusted with a newborn baby.

Oh no.

He was serious about this, wasn’t he?

Whatever. He’d probably forget about that flower in a few days, or it would end up in the trash once it wilted.

"Thank you for the gift," said Edmund. His tone wasn’t as cold as usual, but it was still a bit stiff.

When Edmund stepped outside the greenhouse, Leah was standing right beside the door. She deliberately pushed out her cleavage and called him softly, "Your Majesty."

Primrose instinctively looked away, her mind jumping to the thought that Edmund might be tempted. After all, men often couldn’t resist when a woman deliberately exposed herself like that.

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