The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 100: Coaxing Her

His wrist turned, and the blade precisely entered the seam of the fruit’s skin.

With a crisp sound, the hard shell cracked open, revealing the neatly arranged golden flesh inside.

The flesh piled on the broad leaves, glistening and full.

The fragrance instantly dispersed like a tide.

A few people formed a circle, sitting on the leaf-covered ground, sharing bite by bite.

Gideon Larkin was especially greedy, eating swiftly and not willing to waste even the tiny bit that fell on his fingertips.

Seraphina Caldwell touched her slightly protruding belly, quietly murmuring to herself.

The space tree was still full of durians.

Each one hung heavily on the branches, fearing they might over-ripen if not picked soon.

She needed to find a suitable excuse to bring them out to eat.

But before she could think of a reason, Wyatt Yardley suddenly stood up.

While sheathing his knife, he said in a deep voice, "I know where the thorny fruit is, not far from here. I’ll pick some to eat on the road tomorrow. It’ll help us keep up our strength and avoid hunger during the journey."

Before finishing his sentence, he had already started walking towards the edge of the forest.

Seraphina’s heart tightened and almost instinctively she reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Don’t go! It’s almost dark, the sun is setting, there are many wild beasts outside, anything could be lurking in the forest, it’s too dangerous!"

Realizing her tone was too harsh, she quickly softened her voice but still held onto his wrist.

"Why don’t we rest one more night? We can travel tomorrow morning; it’s not too late. If we find them along the way, we can pick them; if not, it’s fine, no need to make a special trip. What do you say?"

The tree in the space was densely packed with fruits, nearly ripe, and if left a few more days they would drop and rot.

Why should he risk going outside to search?

But Wyatt misunderstood, thinking she was genuinely concerned for his safety. His eyes softened slightly.

He looked down at the hand she held.

"Alright, as you say, I won’t go anywhere tonight."

He sat back down naturally.

Isaac Vaughn sat quietly beside them, his eyes slightly moving.

Taking in all the subtle movements between the two.

His lips slightly curled upward, then he spoke softly.

"Seraphina, what are your plans for tomorrow?"

Seraphina finally came to her senses.

She released the hand she had been holding tightly, furrowing her brow, thinking seriously.

"Which tribe is closest to the Leopard Clan? I guess Father didn’t find the right people here, maybe he went next door."

She tried to sift through the fragments of the original memories to piece together useful information.

Unfortunately, those memories were like shadows in mist.

Blurred and fragmented, completely lacking any crucial clues.

Ultimately, she could only look up in frustration.

Their faces changed slightly, eyes evasive.

After a moment, Wyatt slowly opened his mouth.

"The closest is the Rabbit Clan, a day’s walk away. The terrain there is flat, with lots of wild fruits; many stray Beastfolk settle in that area."

Upon hearing this, Seraphina’s eyes immediately brightened, nodding without hesitation.

"Then let’s set out early tomorrow for the Rabbit Clan."

"Maybe we can hear about my dad."

She was more anxious than anyone.

The rainy season was approaching, clouds already gathered on the horizon, the air filled with humidity.

With each passing day, the danger increased.

The Primal Age during the rainy season is brutal.

When heavy rain comes, it’s as if only the howling wind remains between heaven and earth.

Those rudimentary beast houses often couldn’t withstand a night’s rain.

In the morning, all that might be left were broken wood and beams.

As beasts are driven mad by the rain, they crash around with red eyes.

Normally docile Deer Clan would use their antlers to charge violently, while the Fox Clan might hunt down stragglers together.

If not for this, how could her towering father not have returned?

The worry on her face couldn’t be suppressed, her brows furrowed tightly.

Isaac saw this, his heart softened.

He reached out to gently rub her hair.

"Thinking about your father?"

Seraphina was shocked by this unexpected gentle touch, her mind went blank for a moment.

She hesitated for a moment, then instinctively nodded, speaking with long-repressed emotion.

"The rainy season is approaching, when will Father find what he’s looking for? I’d rather him not find a Beast Husband, just come back safely."

In her heart, Father was a pillar of strength.

As long as he was around, even without a suitable Beast Husband now, she could endure.

But as the rainy season drew nearer, Father remained missing.

The more she thought about it, the more fearful she became, her fingers unconsciously twisting the edge of her clothes.

If Father really couldn’t be found, perhaps... finding a suitable Beast Husband to accompany her might help in searching.

It wasn’t for herself, but to cope with the harsher days ahead.

If Father really was in trouble, at least there’d be someone to lend a hand.

Although this thought left a bitter taste in her heart.

As for those present, they were all brought by Father with force.

How could there not be a bit of unease in her heart?

After all, their encounters lacked warmth, completely forced alliances.

Though they interacted daily, beneath the surface calm was always a hidden barrier.

If truly faced with a life-threatening crisis.

She couldn’t hope they’d step forward and save her at the cost of their lives.

The human heart is unpredictable, especially with Beast Husbands from different tribes and complex backgrounds.

Once she spoke, the Beast Husbands suddenly all went quiet.

Their low conversations ceased abruptly.

Each of their breaths paused slightly, eyes involuntarily focusing on Seraphina.

Wyatt’s cold gaze quietly softened.

Gideon’s long-clenched fists gradually relaxed.

It turned out her rush wasn’t to find a new Beast Husband, but out of fear for Father’s safety.

They had assumed she fled the Eagle Clan to immediately seek another’s protection.

But the truth was, she hastily traveled, crossing mountains.

Just to return quickly to the Leopard Clan and confirm her father’s well-being.

This filial piety quietly erased any lingering suspicion in their hearts.

As long as she didn’t plan to leave them immediately to find others.

They still had hope.

Isaac exhaled, his voice softer.

"Don’t worry, tomorrow we’ll first ask the Rabbit Clan, if there’s no news, then neighboring tribes one by one."

"There aren’t many tribes in this area, we’re bound to find clues."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

"As long as she stays in this area, we won’t let her disappear."

Seraphina knew he was comforting her.

But her heart still warmed, and she nodded with a smile.

She deeply understood how difficult it was to find someone.

Especially in the vast wilderness, among dispersed tribes of The Primal Age.

But just as she relaxed, she thought again of Silas Shaw, knitting her brow immediately.

"Right... What about Silas? Will he come after us?"

Mentioning this name made Isaac’s face immediately cold.

He spoke lowly.

"After you escaped, he didn’t bother pretending anymore, directly rousing Eagle Clan males to search the mountains."

"But we received a message from Gideon, deliberately taking a long route, sparing half a day to shake them off."

His tone was stern, yet hinting with a touch of pride.

"They still don’t know you’ve entered the Leopard Clan, temporarily safe."

He mobilized the entire Eagle Clan just to capture her?