The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 314

Chapter 314: The Queen’s Gentle Kiss (I)

Primrose’s entire mood instantly brightened when Edmund allowed the soldiers to eat their lunch and decided to spare some time to have lunch with her.

"Say ’ah’ ...." Primrose held out a big, meat-filled sandwich toward Edmund’s mouth.

She half-expected him to turn away, perhaps too shy to let his wife feed him in front of his soldiers. But to her surprise, he leaned forward and opened his mouth right away, without hesitating or seeming embarrassed.

[My wife wants to feed me with her own hands!] Edmund’s heart swelled with joy. [She wants to spoil me ... my wife truly loves me!]

[Did she even ask the cooks to make this sandwich just for me? There aren’t any vegetables in it!] he thought happily, once again forgetting that Primrose could hear him. [My wife is so thoughtful.]

Primrose blinked in surprise when he ate half of the big meaty sandwich in a single bite, but Edmund’s joyful eyes made her forget about his ridiculously big bite.

She even began to imagine a dog’s tail wagging behind him, like a puppy who had just spotted its beloved owner in the middle of the park.

[Is ... is that really our king? The same man who used to roar at us like a demon earlier?]

[Why does he suddenly look like a giant puppy waiting for belly rubs?]

[What’s next ... will he start chasing a ball if Her Majesty throws one?]

Primrose frowned slightly as she picked up on the soldiers’ ridiculous thoughts, though a small part of her wanted to laugh too.

No matter how anyone looked at it, Edmund’s behavior around Primrose was nothing like the man he was when alone or drilling the new soldiers.

So it was no surprise that people were always left stunned. Besides, who would have thought that the fierce, terrifying king could turn into a gentle giant who looked completely harmless?

"Eat slowly," Primrose said softly, brushing the crumbs from the corner of his lips with her fingertips. "I brought more sandwiches for you."

After swallowing his food, Edmund said calmly, "I’m eating slowly."

Slowly? Primrose almost choked on air. How could biting half of a giant sandwich in one go possibly be called slow eating?

The thing was so big she had to hold it with both hands, yet he devoured it like it was nothing.

"Why aren’t you eating too?" Edmund asked, his gaze dropping to the basket on the table between them. When he noticed a smaller sandwich filled with vegetables and meat, he pointed at it. "Is this yours?"

[Can my wife really get enough energy with such a tiny piece of meat?] Edmund worried. [No ... did she give me her portion just so I could have more—]

"Husband," Primrose interrupted quickly before his thoughts could spiral further. "My stomach hurts if I eat too much meat. That’s why I have to eat it with vegetables."

Edmund had probably never truly enjoyed life because those dark thoughts weighed him down so much. But that was no surprise, given that his childhood was filled with blood and violence, not to mention the painful memories of his first life.

Primrose had once heard that overthinkers could ease their chaotic minds by pouring their thoughts into a diary, but Edmund had already done that. He even admitted to having dozens of diaries in his office, and still, it hadn’t helped much. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

[What if one day my wife grows tired of hearing my thoughts?] Edmund’s mind raced so fast Primrose almost couldn’t keep up. [What if she gets fed up and regrets ever asking me to sleep in the same room—]

Before his mind could sink deeper, Primrose leaned in and pressed her lips softly against his.

Edmund blinked in surprise, frozen in place as her lips brushed against his. For a heartbeat, his mind went completely blank and the storm inside him swept away by that single, gentle kiss.

When she pulled back, Primrose smiled brightly. "It worked!" she said with enthusiasm. "How about ... every time you start overthinking, I’ll just kiss you?"

It might not have been a long-term solution, but at least for a moment, Edmund was able to rest his mind completely.

Primrose honestly wanted to try it, because she had noticed that every time they made out or kissed passionately, Edmund’s mind usually went completely blank, or if he did think, his thoughts were nothing but shamelessly perverted things about her.

Well, perverted thoughts were still much better than dark, negative ones. Besides, as long as those thoughts were reserved only for his wife, Primrose didn’t mind at all.