The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 101: Competing for Favor

Seraphina Caldwell’s heart shivered, her fingertips trembling slightly.

She never imagined that Silas Shaw would react so intensely to her escape.

How is this searching for a person?

It’s clearly hunting!

He doesn’t treat her as a mate, but as an object.

Fortunately, she wasn’t blind back then to fall for someone like him.

This thought rolled in her heart, bringing with it the relief of surviving a disaster.

If she had really married into the Eagle Clan, what awaited her would likely not be happiness.

She’d rather grow old alone than entrust herself to such a person. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Thank you all so much this time."

Her tone was sincere, her eyes bright.

"Without you, I would probably have been taken back by now."

She paused, her voice slightly choked.

"I will remember this kindness."

Saying this, she went to untie the necklace around her neck.

As her fingertips touched the knot, Beast Husband’s gaze was locked entirely on her hands.

They understood what she intended to do.

Isaac Vaughn suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Before she could question, he unexpectedly leaned closer.

He was already good-looking.

Up close, every line on his face became even clearer.

Seraphina Caldwell’s heart skipped a beat, blood seemingly rushing to her cheeks, making her blush instantly.

Yet Isaac Vaughn directly pulled her into his embrace.

His chin lightly rested on her shoulder.

"Seraphina Caldwell, tomorrow we’ll be on the road all day, we should sleep early, right?"

Seraphina Caldwell was briefly stunned, blinked, her mind not quite processing, and blurted out.

"You’re sleepy?"

"No."

Isaac Vaughn almost embedded her into his body.

"The turbulence inside me hasn’t settled, the bloodline’s power has been surging, it’s uncomfortable... I need you... to calm it down."

He slowly raised his head, his eyes glinting with a faint light in the dimness.

Seraphina’s heart skipped a beat, her mouth moved faster than her brain, and she involuntarily nodded.

"Well... alright, let’s sleep then."

Isaac Vaughn finally breathed a relieved sigh, his tense shoulders slightly relaxed, and without a word, picked her up horizontally.

Wyatt Yardley stood behind, quietly watching the two’s silhouettes gradually disappear behind the door.

Heh, this guy finally wised up.

Gideon Larkin stood there, his fingers curling unconsciously, a sour feeling in his heart.

He was slightly lowering his head, his expression somewhat dazed, when suddenly.

Seraphina Caldwell peeked out from Isaac Vaughn’s embrace, her long black hair scattering over her shoulders.

"Gideon Larkin, aren’t you also in the mating season? Let’s sleep together, just right to comfort each other."

As these words were spoken, the entire yard instantly fell silent, even the wind seemed to stop.

???

They looked at each other, wide-eyed.

Mating season?

Who?

Gideon Larkin?

Male instincts are naturally keen, the scent of the mating season is dense and unmistakable, impossible to hide.

No matter how controlled, some traces of hormonal fluctuation will remain.

But from the moment Gideon Larkin appeared until now, his scent remained as clean and cold as ever.

But no one expected, faced with this sudden inquiry.

He not only didn’t deny it, but his face flushed red, and he ultimately said nothing, just quickly followed them into the room.

Kaelan Hawthorne stood there, unmoved.

A few days ago, he was still chasing around his ear nonstop questioning: "Do you think Seraphina is pretending? Suddenly being so gentle, could she have some other plot?"

But now?

In order to get closer to Seraphina Caldwell, he dared to make up such a ridiculous lie.

This change is too swift.

Seraphina indeed has a talent.

In just a few days, she’s managed to enchant Isaac Vaughn, who was originally lukewarm to her, Wyatt Yardley, usually gloomy and distant, and even the most indifferent, taciturn Gideon Larkin.

But Kaelan Hawthorne doesn’t believe it.

This is no coincidence, nor is it genuine emotional expression.

Who can make several males with completely different personalities fall for her in just a few days?

Unless it’s deliberate.

He squinted, sneering silently.

Seraphina Caldwell’s sudden gentleness comes too conveniently, too deliberately.

But Kaelan Hawthorne knows she was never like this.

The previous Seraphina Caldwell, strong-willed, direct, fiercely tactical.

His eyes glanced momentarily, catching Evan Orwell watching silently from the side.

Evan Orwell was also gazing in Seraphina’s direction.

But his gaze was entirely different from others.

No infatuation, no passion, rather like a detective collecting evidence at a crime scene.

Seems like, in this room, the only ones truly clear-headed are him and Evan Orwell.

Wyatt Yardley frowned, his footsteps heavy as he followed Gideon Larkin into the cave.

As he raised his gaze, it landed on the person on Seraphina’s other side.

Gideon Larkin was slightly lowering his head, his ear tips showing an unnatural red.

Wyatt Yardley’s gaze instantly cooled.

"Comfort? Mating season?"

Gideon Larkin froze abruptly, the redness on his ears instantly spreading to the roots.

His heart thumped wildly, nearly bursting from his chest.

Yet even so, he kept his neck stiff, defensively retorting.

"That period for you is long over! Why can’t she comfort me? I’m also her legitimate Beast Husband! Why don’t I have this right?"

Wyatt Yardley was taken aback by his words, his breath stalled for a moment.

He originally wanted to coldly retort.

"Didn’t you used to be eager to break the contract? Wanted to be as far away from her as possible, and now you’re acting all deeply affectionate?"

But those words reached his throat, and he forcibly swallowed them back.

He dared not mention the words "break the contract."

Once mentioned, Seraphina would remember.

The contract-breaking needs a blood testimony, no one wants to relive that bloody night.

He closed his eyes, forcefully suppressing the swirling emotions.

In the end, he merely coldly snorted, turned, and walked towards the corner of the cave, sitting cross-legged not far from the bed.

Yet even so, his gaze remained fixed on Seraphina, never leaving her for a moment.

Isaac Vaughn didn’t give Gideon Larkin a pleasant look from the start.

From the moment he entered, Isaac Vaughn’s brows and eyes grew cold.

Seeing him dare to speak out, even dare to touch Seraphina.

He scowled intensely, pulled his arm back, and directly enfolded Seraphina entirely into his arms.

Gideon Larkin, looking at his protective stance, felt a chill down his back.

He knew, he was in the wrong.

Lying, and still dreaming of vying for favor, what right did he have?

He gritted his teeth, ultimately not daring to snatch, only shrinking back dejectedly.

Yet he couldn’t bear to let go.

Hesitating for a moment, he quietly extended a hand, cautiously placing it on Seraphina’s waist.

As his fingertips touched the layer of her soft Beast Skin Skirt, his heart leaped ferociously.

Sandwiched between the two, Seraphina surprisingly felt everything was normal.

Just assuming it’s Beast Husband’s mating season, irritable and emotionally unstable, making them especially clingy.

This is common, she’s long accustomed to it.

Thus, she raised her hand, gently tapping Gideon Larkin’s hand.

Isaac Vaughn’s body temperature was on the low side, entirely cool.

When his cooler body pressed against her back, it perfectly dispelled the sultry humidity ahead of the rainy season.

Leaning against him, her body gradually relaxed.

A faint scent subtly lingered at her nose.

Her eyelids grew heavier, sleepiness quietly emerging from her soles.

Yet, just as her consciousness was about to drift into the edge of dreams, darkness suddenly enveloped her sight.