The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 347

Chapter 347: The Poison Master’s Gentle Side

"Well, yes, it is." Salem leaned back in the wooden chair, tilting his head until his eyes rested on the night sky full of stars. "I’m not exactly the most cheerful person either."

"Your clothes tell me otherwise."

Salem chuckled. "At least, even if I’m filled with negative thoughts, my appearance doesn’t have to be gloomy." He gave a half-smile. "Life needs a little color, or else we’d all drown in darkness."

Even so, Primrose didn’t quite believe that was the only reason he often dressed like a clown instead of a refined young master.

The truth was, Salem had a face that was both handsome and strikingly beautiful. If he didn’t cover himself in those outrageous colors, he could easily leave people spellbound by his looks alone.

Maybe ... that was exactly why he wore those bright clothes.

From the fragments of his thoughts she had overheard, it seemed he had been harassed when he was a kid—perhaps even into adulthood—until Raven ended his abuser’s life.

That was all Primrose knew, and she had never dared to ask for details because their bond wasn’t close enough yet, and some wounds were too deep to touch.

"But Sir Vesper, about your fake marriage with Lady Raven," Primrose said gently, "doesn’t that mean you won’t be able to have a relationship with anyone else? People will always be watching you, since you’ll be the husband of a Marchioness."

That wasn’t even the worst possibility. If people ever discovered his true sexual preference, they would judge him harshly and tear him apart with their prejudice.

Primrose never saw it as a problem, though. Why would she? He hadn’t done anything wrong.

"Oh, don’t worry about that." Salem closed his eyes and murmured, "Men are such jerks anyway."

Primrose raised her brows, half amused and half curious. "That’s a bold statement coming from a man yourself."

He cracked one eye open, a sly smile tugging at his lips. "Exactly. I should know better than anyone."

Primrose let out a small laugh, shaking her head. For once, the weight on her chest felt a little lighter. Salem had a way of twisting words that left her unsure whether he was serious or just mocking the world, but somehow, it eased her worries, even if only for a moment.

"Besides, sipping tea and following my Raven around every day sounds far more interesting than being stuck in some complicated relationship with a man." Salem let out a heavy sigh before turning his face toward Primrose. "Even you had your share of misfortune once you got involved with a man."

"Don’t say that." Primrose’s fingers unconsciously brushed over her wedding ring. "My husband is the greatest gift the universe has ever given me. I’ve never once regretted being with him."

Salem smiled faintly and straightened his posture. "That’s true. You share such a strong bond with His Majesty, so why worry so much? Like Raven whispered to you earlier, even in your darkest times, your bond will never be broken."

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