Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 608

Joanna’s POV:

Harry’s question confused me for a moment. Just then, I remembered what I had searched online before: ‘What do I do when I discover that my mate is an idiot?’

My face flushed with embarrassment. However, I soon became angry and grabbed the phone. “You looked at my phone without my permission?”

Harry’s sadness was replaced with guilt. He opened and closed his mouth but didn’t dare to utter a word.

I turned on the phone, but something seemed wrong. I looked up at him and asked, “You unlocked my phone! How do you know my password?”

“It’s your date of birth.” Harry leaned closer to me as a proud smile emerged on his face. “Well, I’m smart, aren’t I?”

“How do you know my birthday? Did you read the student file?” I looked at him with suspicion.

But even that didn’t seem right. My date of birth in the student file was May 24th. It was actually my brother John’s birthday, not mine.

If Harry looked at the student file, he would have assumed it was my birthday. I couldn’t fathom how he figured out my birthday and unlocked the phone with it.

As expected, Harry frowned in confusion. “What student file? I haven’t read it.”

“How else did you find out about my birthday? Don’t tell me that you just made a lucky guess,” I snorted. It was possible though that he had combined the numbers and tried one combination after the other.

Harry laughed complacently. “You don’t know it, do you? If you want to know the truth, you should turn into a wolf after we get back.”

“Why?” I was a little confused. It was a bizarre request, after all.

Harry cleared his throat in embarrassment. “My wolf, Linka, wants to play with your wolf.”

I was taken aback and didn’t know what to say.

“Well, let me tell you the truth. I found out about your birthday just last month,” he said.

“Last month? How did you know it?” I frowned because I didn’t remember telling him about it.

Harry let out a weary sigh. “You’re too busy to care about the details, so you obviously don’t remember it.”

“Come on. Be serious!” I glared at him.

“Fine.” Harry rubbed his nose and sat down. “All right. On the 25th of last month, the two of us came out of the cafeteria in the afternoon and walked past a dessert shop. I saw you staring at the birthday cake longingly. So I somehow felt it was your birthday.”

What he said seemed reasonable.

I had planned to buy a cake to celebrate my birthday alone that day. But later, I lost interest because nobody knew when my birthday was, and celebrating it seemed pointless.

“Think about it. I brought you a small cake when I returned to the dormitory that night.” Harry tilted his head and grinned at me, his eyes twinkling with delight.

“I thought it was a coincidence,” I mumbled.

“There can’t be many coincidences. I had put a lot of thought to it.” Harry puffed his chest in pride.

I didn’t know how to react. I still couldn’t believe what Harry had done for me. He had found it was my birthday by merely witnessing me look at a birthday cake.

It seemed illogical, yet it was the truth.

My heart softened. May 25th was my birthday, and for the first time in my life, someone remembered it.

I was being neglected all my life because of my twin brother. No one ever cared about me. I was born half an hour after him, so my birthday fell on the next day. Despite being siblings, our lives had been fated to be very different from the very beginning.

I looked at Harry and smiled gratefully. “Thank you, Harry.”