The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 352

Chapter 352: A Father’s Fierce Love (II)

Edmund’s eyes widened at her confession, his chest swelling with warmth so deep it almost ached. He gently pulled Primrose’s hands away from her face, his touch tender as if she were something fragile yet precious. "Wife ..." he murmured, his voice deep with affection. "You don’t need to buy me anything. You are already the greatest gift the world could ever give me."

Primrose squeaked softly and quickly covered her face again, her cheeks blazing red. She didn’t know if it was from embarrassment or from the guilt of being caught trying to do something behind his back.

"You always say that ... but how could I give you nothing more than a pair of knitted gloves, when you’ve given me so much?" she whispered from behind her hands. "You even gave me a rare fur scarf. I ... I just want to give you something truly meaningful too. But if I use your money to buy it, the gift won’t feel like it’s really mine. It won’t feel valuable."

Edmund’s gaze softened, and to Primrose’s surprise, a chuckle slipped past his lips. What startled her even more was the word he chose next, something he had never called her before.

"Silly wife," he whispered. He gently cupped her cheeks, easing her hands away so he could see her blushing face. His thumb brushed lightly against her skin as his eyes held hers. "Do you really think I measure the worth of your love by the price of a gift?"

His lips curved into the faintest smile. "Even if you gave me nothing more than a speck of dust, I would still treasure it because it came from you."

Before Primrose could respond, Edmund pulled her into his embrace, gently settling her on his lap. "Besides, you’ve already given me something far more precious than any luxury in this world."

He placed his hand tenderly on her stomach. "This is something I could never have if it weren’t for you."

Primrose bit her lower lip, whispering, "But... we still don’t know if my body is strong enough for our baby."

Edmund replied, "It’s not just you, my wife, but also me." He lowered his head, wanting to see her face more clearly. "I don’t even know if my strength will be enough to protect both of you."

[I even went as far as talking to the doctor about getting rid of our baby once.] He suddenly confessed in his mind. [Don’t you think our baby will hate me for knowing I once wanted to kill it?]

"Our baby is really smart." Primrose placed her hand gently on his cheek. "I’m sure they’ll understand that you only thought about doing that to protect me. Our baby will know that their father loves their mother more than anything."

Edmund pressed his forehead against hers and, for a while, said nothing. The thought of having a child still left them both overwhelmed, and no matter what they talked about, the conversation always seemed to circle back to the baby.

Moments later, he finally pulled back and said, "What I wanted to tell you earlier is that you don’t need to stress about giving me gifts. I give you presents because I love seeing you happy, not because I expect anything in return."

Primrose opened her mouth to respond, but her husband spoke again before she could. "But if you really want to do something to earn money, you can talk to me about it. I’ll gladly give you the capital."

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