The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 604

Chapter 604: Not by Blood, Not by Heart

At that moment, the Emperor of Vellmoria—the Cardinal—finally realized that Primrose was no longer exactly the Rose he once knew.

Neither of them had ever been weak, but this Primrose was different. She had far more people standing behind her now, and most of them would probably do anything to protect her.

It was annoying. Still, at least it made things more interesting.

"I came here because I thought I could settle this matter without spilling any blood," the Emperor said with a faint smile. "But it seems I was wrong."

He suddenly stood up from his chair. The wooden legs scraped against the floor, and the sharp sound echoed through the room.

He held his chin high as his gaze moved between Edmund and Primrose.

"Your Majesties, please forgive me for making such a mess in this beautiful home of yours." A smile slowly appeared on his face. "I have to admit, I’m quite impressed. Somehow, the two of you managed to escape the fate that was supposed to be waiting for you."

The Emperor locked his gaze on Primrose. "It was rather entertaining to watch you die from heartbreak over a man you loved so dearly in your first life. I thought you would be smart enough to leave him this time, but..." He let out a soft sigh. "You’re still blinded by love."

At that moment, Primrose finally realized that the Emperor was no longer even trying to hide his true identity from them.

"You were the one who caused so many misunderstandings between us in my previous life," Primrose said firmly. "My husband was a fool, but so was I. Those misunderstandings were cleared up a long time ago, so I don’t see any reason why I should leave a man who changed for me."

"He wanted to learn how to love me properly. He wanted to stop hiding what he felt. So why should I walk away from him now?" she added.

Not long after, Primrose rose from her seat as well.

"And I’m not your daughter anymore," she said, looking straight at him. "Not by blood. Not on paper. And certainly not in my heart."

For a few seconds, the room fell completely silent. The Emperor stared at Primrose as if he had not expected those words to come out of her mouth.

But then he laughed. It was not a warm laugh. It was soft, almost amused, but there was something cold behind it.

"Those eyes..." he said. "They look similar to the last thing I saw before you let your minions kill me."

His smile faded a little. "How do you sleep at night knowing that you’re nothing more than a murderer?"

Before Primrose could say anything, Edmund spoke. "And how did you and your people sleep at night after abusing my wife in the past?" His voice was calm, but the anger behind it was impossible to miss. "You judge other people’s sins and act like some kind of god, when in reality, you’re no better than the devil himself."

Instead of feeling offended, the Emperor seemed to think that Edmund had said something funny.

"I always sleep well," he said lightly. "Unfortunately, my sleep was ruined the moment you kidnapped my precious daughter."

Primrose felt disgust rise in her throat when she heard him say that.

"I already told you. You are not my father," she said coldly. "And you never will be."

The Emperor took a long, slow breath before speaking again. "Before I died, I told you that one day, you would regret what you had done." His eyes stayed on her. "So tell me, my daughter. Was it worth it?"

Was it worth it?

It felt like Primrose and Edmund had heard that question so many times that they had already lost count.

But even so, their answer had never changed.

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