Fortunately, Edmund didn't do anything reckless just because she had rested her head on Salem's shoulder for barely ten minutes.
Well, it wasn't as if she would ever do that with any man, only with someone she trusted completely and who, most likely, didn't even see women in a romantic way.
"Husband, I didn't expect you to finish your work this quickly." Primrose walked toward her husband after parting ways with Salem. He was still standing behind the pillar, not even trying very hard to hide his tall frame from others. "Or … were you spying on me?"
He had already been watching her through the ring, but apparently that wasn't enough now that he knew she carried their child.
"It's not like that." Edmund turned his gaze aside, lowering his head, looking very much like a guilty dog caught red-handed. "I … saw you walking in the front garden and worried you might catch a cold."
