The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 173: Letting Down Their Guard
It wasn’t until the fire in the stove crackled loudly that Seraphina Caldwell snapped back to reality and pushed him away.
Gideon Larkin quickly whispered, "Did I hurt you? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to..."
Seraphina Caldwell turned her head, stammering, "No, it’s nothing. I’m just hungry. What are we eating tonight?"
At this moment, Wyatt Yardley lifted the Beast Skin at the door and walked in.
"Awake? Kaelan Hawthorne is roasting meat outside, it’ll be ready soon."
Seraphina Caldwell’s eyes lit up when she saw him.
She moved closer to the bed.
"Is everything settled?"
Wyatt Yardley walked to the bedside and gazed at her cheeks.
"Mm, all taken care of."
What happened in the stone cell was not simple, but he chose not to say.
Seraphina Caldwell looked at the gentle light in his eyes, and her heartbeat suddenly slowed a beat.
Her heart softened, and she impulsively grabbed his hand, pressing it against her burning cheeks.
Wyatt Yardley’s hand was cool.
He followed her lead, cupping her face with both hands.
"Why hide? Your face is so warm, perfect to cool you down."
Seraphina Caldwell dared not breathe heavily.
His palms had a thin layer of callus.
They felt a bit rough but weren’t uncomfortable.
She couldn’t help but squint her eyes, like a little animal seeking coolness, letting down her guard in the brief warmth.
"I can cool her down too!"
Gideon Larkin suddenly interjected, his tone still carrying some defiance.
Seeing Wyatt Yardley and Seraphina Caldwell so close made fire flare up in his heart.
His ice-blue eyes stared fixedly at Wyatt Yardley’s hand placed on Seraphina Caldwell’s face.
"I can cool down too! Seraphina Caldwell, come to my side!"
Wyatt Yardley glanced at him lazily, with a hint of a smile.
He didn’t release his hands immediately, but paused for a few seconds before slowly putting them down.
"You’re a lion, right? Your body temperature is high by nature. Can you really cool someone down? Don’t roast her into a sweat instead."
Wyatt Yardley belonged to the Snake Clan, naturally having a lower body temperature.
In this regard, Gideon Larkin indeed couldn’t compare.
As a lion with the Fire Attribute, Gideon Larkin’s surface temperature was inherently high.
No matter how much he tried to restrain it, he couldn’t achieve the same effect.
Gideon Larkin opened his mouth but couldn’t speak for a long time.
"Alright, alright, I’ll go squeeze some juice for you to drink, okay!"
When leaving, he deliberately lifted the curtain high.
A loud sound echoed, as if afraid others wouldn’t know he was angry.
Seraphina Caldwell heard the noise and couldn’t help but curl her lips, almost laughing.
She raised her hand to cover her mouth, her eyes still carrying a hint of amusement.
The Beast Skin curtain slowly fell.
Inside the room, only Seraphina Caldwell and Wyatt Yardley were left.
The wind outside seeped in through the cracks, bringing a bit of chill.
The embers in the fire pit still glowed faintly.
Seraphina Caldwell looked down at Wyatt Yardley’s hand, still supporting her face, and took a sudden breath.
"Wyatt Yardley, I think... my father probably went to find my mother."
Her voice was softer.
Wyatt Yardley’s hand paused slightly, eyes deepening as he nodded lightly, letting her continue.
"Every year during the rainy season, my father secretly hides to take medicine, probably to suppress his mating season."
Seraphina Caldwell’s voice lowered, brows filled with worry.
"This time he left, probably because he couldn’t hold on anymore. I remember my father’s Beast Seal is shaped like a fox, so my mother must be a female from the Fox Clan... but I don’t know what she looks like or where she is."
Seraphina Caldwell’s fingers tightly gripped the edge of the Beast Skin, adding another sentence.
"The Beast King’s consort is also a female from the Fox Clan, why don’t we ask the Beast King? Maybe we can get some information."
Wyatt Yardley looked at her seriously, thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay, then we’ll set out tomorrow to find your father."
Seraphina Caldwell raised her head to look at him, a bit surprised that he agreed so readily.
Going out during the rainy season is not a trivial matter.
Even the most powerful males dare not run around casually.
The mountain paths are slippery, venomous creatures rampant.
There’s also the possibility of encountering mutant beasts, with every step filled with danger.
But Wyatt Yardley didn’t ask any further questions, simply agreeing.
His attitude always made her originally determined heart to break the contract waver slightly.
Wyatt Yardley stretched out his hand, lightly patting her shoulder twice.
"Instead of asking the Beast King, you might want to consult Kaelan Hawthorne first. He grew up in the Fox Clan, if your mother is still there, he might have heard something."
Seraphina Caldwell only then realized.
Her brows furrowed slightly, reminiscing about past interactions.
At that time, he wasn’t as indifferent as he is now.
She nodded, feeling a bit conflicted inside.
Wyatt Yardley also understood that he needed to find an opportunity to have a face-to-face talk with Kaelan Hawthorne.
He didn’t say much, turned around, and lifted the curtain to walk out.
Soon, he brought Kaelan Hawthorne in.
"Seraphina Caldwell says her father likely went to find her mother."
Wyatt Yardley got straight to the point, his gaze landing squarely on Kaelan Hawthorne’s face.
"You came from the Fox Clan tribe, have you heard of anything like this?"
Kaelan Hawthorne’s gaze met Seraphina Caldwell’s face, his Adam’s apple involuntarily rolling...
Her face still carried the faint blush left by the mating season.
Her eyes were also covered with a thin layer of moisture.
Being from the Fox Clan, if she had opened up, he might have already helped her sort things out.
But she didn’t.
She waited for Wyatt Yardley.
Kaelan Hawthorne’s fingers quietly clenched.
He knew why she didn’t want to turn to him.
Because she didn’t trust him.
If he hadn’t used the Charm Technique to stop her from breaking the contract back then, she might have already severed ties with him...
Fox Clan males find it hard to let go once they’ve chosen someone.
But now he couldn’t even get her to take another glance, let alone regain her trust.
Kaelan Hawthorne lowered his head, avoiding Seraphina Caldwell’s gaze.
There were still remnants of water stains in the rock crevice, with droplets slowly sliding down along the edge.
Just like his mood now, cold and heavy.
He really was a bastard before, how could he have done things that hurt her heart?
If he’d realized his feelings a bit earlier, would she have leaned on him like she relies on Wyatt Yardley?
He lowered his eyes, trying to find clues in his chaotic memories.
After a long silence, he finally spoke slowly.
"The Fox Clan is a large tribe, with more female tribe members than other smaller groups. Including the main tribe and affiliated branches, there are about fifty females scattered among different camps. Some are responsible for hunting, some preside over ceremonies, and others specialize in weaving and parenting. Each person has different duties, and there’s not much frequent interaction."
He paused, quickly glancing at Seraphina Caldwell.
Seeing her listening intently, he slowed his speech slightly before continuing.
"But the ones married into other tribes need to be excluded, along with those not yet grown and those whose ages differ too much from your father’s. These people are unlikely to form bonds with male Scorpions, let alone have children. After these filters, there might only be about ten females left who could be your mother."
This news made Seraphina Caldwell’s eyes flash a trace of light.
She instinctively straightened her back, fingers lightly tightening.
Before she had time to rejoice, Kaelan Hawthorne added another sentence.
"However, I haven’t seen anyone with their Beast Seal’s shape. Your father is from the Scorpion Clan, the Beast Seal is easy to distinguish, usually appearing on the arms, shoulders, or sides of the waist, dark red in color, with intricate and clear patterns."
