The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 160: Throwing Herself Into His Arms

The conversation halted here without further questioning.

He just stood quietly, his gaze resting on the edge of the bucket.

Seraphina Caldwell was taken aback, her gaze falling on the water in the bucket.

Thinking of Kaelan Hawthorne’s actions, a trace of warmth surged in her heart.

However, as soon as this warmth arose, she immediately pressed it down alertly.

She lowered her head and softly said one word.

"Thank you."

Then she looked up, her gaze slowly sweeping across the few people in the room.

"Could you go to the next room? I’d like to take a bath."

The beast husbands understood her meaning immediately upon hearing this.

They exchanged a glance and then stood up in unison.

Kaelan Hawthorne nodded gently.

Isaac Vaughn spoke in a low voice.

"Got it."

Before he finished speaking, they turned quickly and walked into the next room, closing the door gently behind them.

They knew Seraphina Caldwell was introverted, even somewhat reclusive.

She never wanted to change clothes in front of others, let alone do something so private as bathing.

And they respected her choice, never interfering more than necessary.

Seraphina Caldwell leaned against the edge of the wooden tub, closing her eyes.

But she didn’t fully relax.

A fact swirled in her mind, impossible to ignore.

The Spiritual Spring had been used up.

If she wanted to see water gushing out of the stone again, she had to form a deeper bond with these beast husbands.

But this was precisely what she resisted the most.

She didn’t want to compromise herself and approach them just to obtain the spring water.

If she did, how would she be different from those females manipulated by fate?

Her interactions with Kaelan Hawthorne over the past few days had quietly changed some of her thoughts.

And Wyatt Yardley appeared indifferent, but in fact, was meticulous and attentive.

Though Isaac Vaughn occasionally seemed playful, he was never impudent in her presence.

Their kindness was not an act but revealed over time, day by day.

This made Seraphina Caldwell reassess these people.

She had thought they approached her purely out of instinct driven by their bloodline.

But now, she found that perhaps she had misunderstood too much.

Wyatt Yardley and Isaac Vaughn indeed treated her well.

In certain moments, they even made her think, "Maybe staying here might not be so bad."

She seriously considered whether she needed to persist in breaking the contract and returning to her original world.

But...

The human heart is unpredictable.

The gentler the surface, the more it could hide unfathomable scheming.

Was their kindness genuine?

Or was it to maintain the contract and ensure she wouldn’t leave? 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

If one day this tenderness faded, would she be in more pain?

Seraphina Caldwell slowly stood from the wooden tub, dried off, and put on a clean beast skin skirt.

She didn’t call for those in the inner room to come out.

Seraphina Caldwell knew they were waiting, perhaps also hesitating whether to come in and accompany her.

But she chose silence.

Isaac Vaughn’s mating season had passed, so there was no need to squeeze together for sleep.

More importantly, she was afraid.

She feared getting too close to them, fearing her heart might flutter at an unguarded moment.

Most of all, she feared when the rainy season truly arrived, the beast soul within her would resonate and fully awaken, making her lose control of her emotions.

If they bonded, she would never be able to leave.

After closing her eyes not long ago, there was suddenly a loud "boom" outside.

Immediately, dense raindrops began to patter down.

The thunder roared, but it didn’t wake her.

Instead, an abrupt surge of heat swept through her body.

Her breath caught, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

Her skin was hot, the sound of the rain permeated through her.

She was stunned for a few seconds, her gaze momentarily unfocused.

Then she gritted her teeth, propping herself up, trying to calm down.

But just as she was sitting up, the door was suddenly pushed open with a bang, and Wyatt Yardley’s figure appeared at the doorway.

His gaze landed on her, his brows furrowing tightly.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m here."

He didn’t wait for her response, stepping forward and pulling her firmly into his embrace.

Wyatt Yardley’s body temperature was always slightly cold.

Seraphina Caldwell instinctively shivered.

She then, uncontrollably, held him tight, burying her face deeply into his solid chest.

She didn’t dare to look up or speak, only hungrily absorbing the coolness from his body.

The moment her cheek touched his skin, over half of the burning sensation within her vanished.

Wyatt Yardley keenly observed the strange heat coming from her body.

His heart tightened abruptly, realizing the situation immediately.

Quickly, he separated from her a bit, though still wrapping his arms around her.

"You’re in heat?"

Seraphina Caldwell was slightly startled by the sudden withdrawal.

She looked up, the pallor on her face replaced by a flush.

She stared directly at him.

Wyatt Yardley’s breathing hitched.

His fingers lingered on that patch of skin on her back.

The heat was a little higher than usual.

He looked down into her eyes, his gaze gradually deepening.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

He finally spoke.

Seraphina Caldwell blinked, not understanding what was wrong with the way she looked.

She instinctively softened her voice.

"What’s wrong? Is there something strange in my gaze?"

As she spoke, her body unintentionally snuggled closer to him.

But as soon as she moved, he pressed her shoulders, slowly pushing her back a bit.

"When you look at me like that... it’s too tempting."

His gaze briefly lingered on her slightly red lips.

But he only looked for a moment before abruptly looking away.

Another lightning streak tore through the night sky.

He wasn’t worried about losing control.

He was clearly on the verge of it already.

Her scent was too close.

Seraphina Caldwell blushed even more under his gaze.

She hurriedly shrank back, creating a small distance.

Yet she couldn’t help but steal a glance at him.

"I’m... I’m okay, you should go, to the next room."

But she knew well within her why she hadn’t noticed Wyatt Yardley’s attractiveness before.

Usually, he was stern and silent.

But now, his features illuminated by the lightning caused her heartbeat to lose rhythm.

A strong impulse within her urged her to approach, to fall into his embrace.

But a rational voice in her mind desperately pulled her back, insisting she couldn’t move closer, couldn’t let it continue.

She knew her current state was off.

Her temperature was rising, her mind was foggy, her emotions uncontrolled—clear signs of something.

She could no longer stay with Wyatt Yardley.

But would Wyatt Yardley leave?

Her gaze lifted quietly, falling on his profile.

Wyatt Yardley stood there, not moving.

He took half a step forward, brushing his fingertips against her forehead.

Seraphina Caldwell shuddered, instinctively wanting to retreat.

But her body betrayed her mind, and instead of dodging, she slightly lifted her head.

"A bit warm."

Wyatt Yardley spoke softly, more convinced of his suspicions.

"Not sick, but..."

Before he could finish, he paused.

Before he could continue, Seraphina Caldwell suddenly lunged forward.

She collided into his embrace, her disheveled hair brushing his shoulder.

But in the next second, she suddenly awoke, realizing what she had just done.

She had thrown herself into Wyatt Yardley’s arms!

Shame and fear surged within her as she sprang back, stumbling to the edge of the bed.

"Go! Don’t stay here! Don’t... don’t come near me again!"