Primrose let out a small sigh, casting her gaze downward as if embarrassed. "But … I know it sounds foolish. Just forget I said anything."
For good measure, she sighed again, making sure she looked as pitiful as possible.
And yet … Edmund said nothing.
The silence stretched between them, long enough that doubt started creeping in.
Did he really think her request was that ridiculous?
Luckily, she didn't have to wonder because she could hear his thoughts.
[I'm such a failure of a husband.]
Primrose's eyes widened slightly as Edmund's icy blue gaze darkened, his expression shifting into something unreadable.
[She sacrificed everything to come here, and I never even considered her culture.]
[I've completely failed her.]
"Go back to sleep," Edmund finally said, his voice quieter than before.
That was it?
Primrose blinked. He wasn't going to bring up the ring? Shouldn't he be kneeling right now, swearing to buy her the most extravagant wedding ring in existence?
