The Villainess Redeems Herself, The Beast Husbands are in a Daily Love Battle-Chapter 119: How to Turn It Off

These words felt like a warm breeze, blowing straight into Ethan Sinclair’s heart.

His face turned bright red, his ears burning hot.

He secretly lifted his eyes, looking at the Female Master on the bed smiling sweetly at him.

Her eyes were bright, as if hiding stars.

He opened his mouth, his voice slightly trembling, "Female Master, I... I will treat you well too."

He carefully crawled onto the bed, moving with caution.

After sitting down, he looked down at his own hands.

"Female Master, I missed you."

Before Selene could react, her body was gently pressed down by him.

Her back was against the soft pillow, her gaze directly meeting his lowered face.

The tip of her nose was filled with his warm, masculine scent, mixed with the smell of sun-dried blankets.

For the first time, she clearly realized that regardless of Ethan’s childishness, he was essentially an adult male.

His arms were strong, his body warm, and being close to him made her heart race.

"I’m right here."

She lifted her hand and gently stroked his back.

He didn’t move, instead rubbing back and forth near her neck, sniffing.

Suddenly, he seemed ignited by something, his breathing became rapid.

The heat spread from his heart to his entire body.

More unexpectedly, he actually started crying.

Warm tears silently slid down, dripping beside her neck.

"It’s different, Female Master," he choked, his voice hoarse to the point of being inaudible, "I really... miss you deeply."

Selene couldn’t help but laugh, her eyes slightly curved, the corners of her lips lifting in a spoiled arc.

She gently pulled him into her embrace.

"Oh dear, why are you crying? Who bullied you? Is there somewhere you’re uncomfortable?"

She asked casually, with a bit of teasing.

But Ethan suddenly lifted his head, his wet eyes meeting her gaze directly.

His Adam’s apple moved, as if suppressing some emotion.

"I want to be with you..."

He spoke brokenly, his voice extremely low.

Selene’s heart skipped a beat, as if someone hammered it hard.

She was stunned, her mind flashing back to scenes that shouldn’t appear at this moment.

"I can endure it, as long as you’re happy... I’m willing."

Truthfully, being with the Female Master, he felt comfortable.

And at that time, he was in sync with his brother, feeling each other’s pain. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The pain was doubled, multiplied, torturing him until only hatred remained.

His mind was filled with thoughts of revenge, wishing to return all the suffering imposed on him a thousandfold.

But now it was different.

The person in front of him was someone he willingly approached.

He was willing to bear, willing to hurt, and willing to endure everything for her.

Selene was not a person who hesitated, she could easily let go.

Since someone offered themselves up.

Why refuse a gift when it’s delivered to your door?

Accepting it is only logical, especially since the child in her belly is quite strong.

The fetus has moved frequently these days, indicating good development.

Despite last night’s commotion, the little one remained quiet.

Not a single sound was made, surprisingly resilient.

"Don’t worry, host. We guarantee quality and strong resistance. Feel free to enjoy yourself and don’t worry about us."

The system’s voice suddenly echoed in her mind.

"Keep talking nonsense and I’ll smack you."

Selene muttered angrily, feeling both amused and exasperated, quickly blocking out the system’s frivolous chatter.

"Lights out!"

She ordered softly.

The room plunged into darkness.

Only the faint moonlight from outside sneaked in, drawing a silver-white line on the floor.

At this moment, Ethan experienced true joy for the first time.

The morning sunlight slowly streamed into the room.

She frowned slightly, raising a hand to block the glaring light.

Selene opened her eyes, only to find Ethan looking at her with bright and unblinking eyes.

His gaze was full of adoration and infatuation, burning almost fiercely.

Selene wasn’t the shy type, usually fearless.

Yet being stared at like this, she found it hard to endure, her ears quietly turning red.

"Time to get up, lying too long isn’t good for the baby."

She cleared her throat, trying to act calm as she pushed him away.

However, Ethan swiftly sat up.

Without a word, he bent down and lifted her horizontally, striding toward the bathroom.

Selene was too tired to move, letting her arms rest limp on his shoulders, letting him do as he wished.

Once they were dressed and walked out of the room, Caleb was already silently standing at the door for who knows how long.

His spine was straight, hands hanging by his sides, his face unreadable.

But his eyes were as cold as ice, glancing back and forth between the two, finally settling on Ethan.

Ethan suddenly felt like a mistress caught in an affair, his heart tightened, letting out a dry laugh, his voice awkwardly dry.

"Brother Shaw, what are you doing here?"

Caleb stood at the dining table in a straight military uniform, his posture tall and straight.

Despite having stayed up all night, he remained spirited, showing no signs of fatigue.

Selene gave a faint smile.

"Good morning."

Her smile wasn’t warm, lacking extra emotion.

Yet beneath the calm exterior, her heart was in complete tranquility.

"How does one turn this thing off?"

She looked down at the system interface on her wrist, flickering with a soft light, her brow slightly furrowed.

The light point jumped continuously.

But she didn’t know how to sever the connection.

The system remained silent, as if it completed its task and quietly left.

But the hall had already turned chaotic.

The air filled with an anxious atmosphere.

Evan was furious, his face flushed red.

He stomped his foot, Spiritual Power surging around him, instantly revealing his true form.

The Dragon’s tail swung, making all the hall’s glass hum and vibrate.

He opened his mouth and spat a scorching breath toward Ethan.

What he cursed probably dug up the ancestors of eighteen generations.

Ethan tightly hugged his brother’s neck, curling behind the Dragon’s neck.

He didn’t dare to say a word, fearing it would add fuel to the fire.

Yet despite this, he couldn’t help but let the corners of his mouth lift.

He knew no matter how fierce or angry his brother was, he would never truly abandon him.

But in Evan’s eyes, this seemed to add fuel to the fire.

He glared with Dragon eyes, swung his tail again, roaring, "You’re still smiling? Get down here!"

Meanwhile, Heath Langdon looked even worse.

He leaned against the wall, his face white as paper, lips turning blue.

Selene looked at him from afar, feeling an inexplicable tightness in her heart.

She really began to worry whether he might suddenly stop breathing and quietly collapse.

Alza was still lying on his leg, its furry head gently rubbing against his knee.

It didn’t sense the heavy atmosphere, instead being very affectionate, clinging to Heath and refusing to let go.

But Heath only lightly patted its head, without even the strength to lift his eyes.

"Where’s Zane gone?"