The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 149: Won the Gamble

She opened her mouth, originally intending to say something sharp.

But when her gaze fell on his face, she swallowed those words back.

His complexion was frighteningly pale; had he pushed himself too hard on the road?

Seraphina Caldwell’s heart tightened.

She knew that Beastfolk were prone to exhaustion after high-intensity traveling.

But what Seraphina didn’t know was that he had used several Charm Techniques consecutively, and his internal Beast Power was already depleted.

She was unaware that during the few hours when they acted separately last night, Kaelan Hawthorne had diverted three enemy squads alone to cover her escape.

Each time he escaped danger, he used a High Rank Charm Technique.

Yet, even so, he forced himself to walk back to the camp, just to see her safe and sound at dawn.

She said nothing, took out a thorny fruit tree branch she had prepared, dipped it in water, and lowered her head to brush her teeth.

Kaelan still stood there, his gaze fixed intently on her.

He used to think she was pretending to be weak and gentle just to please the males for survival.

But now he understood.

That wasn’t an act; she truly didn’t have the energy to support herself.

And towards him, she was always on guard, handling everything personally.

To her, he was a dangerous existence.

Whatever Seraphina wanted to do, she always accomplished it.

She never believed in fate, only in her hands and mind.

Kaelan only now realized how foolish he had been.

He stared blankly at her as she finished washing her face and suddenly felt ridiculous.

The protection he thought he was providing might just be a troublesome burden in her eyes.

Seraphina didn’t need him.

If it weren’t for the mating season forcing her, she wouldn’t even want to touch a male.

She was merely protecting herself, not choosing him.

And him?

He naively believed that she was moved by him.

Seraphina finished washing her face, her fingertips inadvertently grazing her neck, touching the pendant.

It was the token left from when they initially formed their master-servant contract.

But now, it hung around her neck, igniting chaos in her heart.

The moment her fingertips touched the pendant, Kaelan’s face went abruptly pale.

That pendant was the key to her setting him free.

Kaelan clearly understood what she was about to do next.

She had said she wanted to break the contract with him and let him go.

With her temperament, she wouldn’t just let it be.

But he had already...

Been bled on 4 times.

One more drop, and they would never be able to bond again.

The contract between Beastfolk could only involve bloodletting five times at most.

The first four times were for bonding, consolidation, awakening, and renewal; the fifth was to sever forever.

Once the fifth drop of blood was shed, their soul marks would completely separate, with no possibility of re-bonding.

And as long as she took off the pendant now, then cut her fingertip to drop a single drop of blood, their relationship would be completely terminated.

She slowly reached out and took off the pendant.

At that moment, her mind suddenly went blank, her gaze froze.

She stared at the pendant in her hand, but her thoughts were like a kite with a broken string, unable to find direction.

As she furrowed her brows, staring blankly at the pendant, Kaelan’s heart suddenly relaxed.

The Charm Technique was still in effect; she had forgotten about breaking the contract!

He knew it was the last Charm Technique he used last night that took effect.

That kind of magic wouldn’t harm others but could temporarily disturb one’s memory and judgment.

He hadn’t wanted to use it, but for self-preservation, he was forced to gamble.

And at this moment, he won the gamble.

Kaelan immediately stepped forward two steps, pushing the piece of roasted meat in the wooden bowl towards her.

"Go ahead and eat, the meat will get cold soon. The Beast King is gathering the team right now, he’ll be here as soon as you’re done eating."

Seraphina blinked, her mind a complete blank, unable to recall anything.

She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts.

Yet she couldn’t grasp her memory at all.

She hung the pendant back around her neck, nodded, and began to bite into the roasted meat.

The meat was indeed tender, but she couldn’t savor it.

She didn’t even notice that Kaelan was staring intently at the pendant around her neck.

"Eat slower."

Kaelan’s voice sounded in her ears.

He handed over a clay pot filled with crystal-clear spring water.

"The Beast King’s team will take a while to get ready, there’s no rush."

He spoke in a low voice.

"If you choke, who will carry you?"

Seraphina’s hand gripping the meat suddenly paused and she slowly looked up at him.

Those hazel green eyes, usually filled with unfathomable calculations.

But now there was a trace of warmth?

So unfamiliar.

So unfamiliar that it made Seraphina’s heart suddenly tremble.

Her hand shook uncontrollably, nearly dropping the half-eaten roasted meat.

She quickly turned her face away and lowered her head.

What was he scheming now?

Since when did he become so considerate?

Was it a trap, or did he have another agenda?

Kaelan watched her suddenly tense expression, feeling a dull ache in his chest.

He knew he had done something foolish.

This kind of tenderness, this kind of closeness, made her suspicious.

Even if he cut his heart out now, she probably wouldn’t even want to glance at it.

But as long as she didn’t tear up that contract, he hadn’t completely lost yet.

Once breakfast was over, Seraphina silently picked up that old Beast Skin Bag.

It was empty, but precisely because of that, it was easier to hide things.

She had to use it to cover her tracks, making sure Ian Brighton didn’t notice the items she was secretly carrying.

Kaelan also packed his own bag.

In it were the leftover roasted meat from last night, dry food, and a half-full water pouch.

He squatted down, rolled up his sleeves, and stomped out the embers of the extinguished bonfire one by one.

After finishing, he straightened up and extended his hand towards Seraphina.

Seraphina understood; he was offering to carry her.

Ian Brighton hadn’t arrived yet, and this clearing was too conspicuous. If she stood alone, she would attract attention.

She didn’t push him away and allowed him to hold her.

At this moment, Ian Brighton approached with three other males.

All three wore arm rings, their blue light twinkling faintly in the morning light.

Seraphina instantly understood, Ian Brighton was serious.

Bringing three Blue Rank warriors, such a lineup was enough to turn the entire Eagle Clan upside down.

"Is everything ready?"

Ian Brighton’s gaze fell on the old Beast Skin Bag on Seraphina’s back, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Why let a female carry it herself?"

But now wasn’t the time to quibble, he immediately withdrew his thoughts, his gaze shifting to Kaelan.

"Don’t worry about anything else right now, quickly sense their location and situation. We must decide on the route immediately, there’s no time to lose."

Upon hearing this, Kaelan immediately nodded.

He gently placed his right hand on his chest.

There, a hidden scorpion mark faintly glowed with a purple hue.

That was a special connection left after forming the contract, only visible when they sensed each other.

He slowly closed his eyes, letting his consciousness sink into the familiar sensing network within his body.

A moment later, a faint trace appeared in his mind.

It was the trail of those four people.

But just as this trace emerged, his brow suddenly furrowed and his heart jolted.

When he reopened his eyes, his complexion had completely changed.

"Earlier... I could sense they were heading in the direction of the Eagle Clan."

"But now, the direction is completely wrong; they’re not heading towards the Eagle Clan, instead, they’re moving towards the Elephant Clan’s territory."

"Elephant Clan?"

Ian Brighton’s pupils shrank abruptly.

"Silas Shaw and the Elephant Clan Leader have always been at daggers drawn, itching to tear each other apart on sight. How could he voluntarily head into the Elephant Clan’s territory? Could they be pushed to the brink by a pursuit? That doesn’t add up... Explain more clearly; how are they doing now? Are they still alive? Can they hold out until we arrive?"