The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 35: Jealous

But he quickly reined in his emotions. His voice remained steady.

"Since you’d rather find Gideon Larkin, let him carry you."

Seraphina Caldwell’s brow furrowed slightly, a wave of inexplicable displeasure rising in her heart.

What does it mean, "rather find Gideon Larkin"?

No matter how she listened to it, the phrase felt strange, carrying an indescribable hint of jealousy.

She couldn’t be bothered to argue, so she simply turned around and walked straight towards Gideon Larkin, who was sitting against a tree not far away.

She tilted her face up.

"Gideon, can you carry me on the road? Even though today’s journey only has about half a day left, I’ll count it as a full day’s task for you. Tomorrow morning, I promise to give you a drop of my blood."

Hearing Seraphina’s request to carry her, Gideon’s pupils slightly dilated, and a spark of light instantly brightened in his eyes.

But upon hearing all her words, he frowned slightly.

"No need to calculate extra."

Seraphina was slightly surprised; what was happening?

She remembered not long ago, they were almost fighting each other for a single drop of her blood.

Yet now, they all seemed to be behaving well.

She quickly realized.

These people were destined to be great villains, their minds deeply intricate.

Now they didn’t even want to take an inch more advantage of her.

Probably to avoid any debt of gratitude over this matter.

She grabbed hold of the thick mane at the back of Gideon’s neck and lightly leaped up.

Seeing she no longer insisted on letting others carry her, Gideon’s shoulders immediately relaxed.

His tail, which had been quietly hanging behind, now inadvertently began to sway gently.

Just as Wyatt Yardley approached earlier, he thought today wasn’t his turn.

Unexpectedly, things took a sudden turn, and Seraphina chose him actively.

Gideon’s black fur was thick and soft, like the finest black velvet blanket.

What was more special was the scent of sunshine that lingered within that fur.

As soon as Seraphina sat comfortably, she felt Gideon slightly move his body, adjusting the angle of his shoulder blades.

Clearly, he was finding a more stable, effortless carrying posture for her.

After ensuring everything was in order, he began stepping forward slowly.

He didn’t walk slowly, and each step was evenly paced.

It guaranteed efficient progress without making the person on his back uncomfortable.

Remarkably, his back was incredibly stable, almost without a jolt.

She no longer needed to grip the mane tightly to avoid falling.

A light touch of the arm was enough to maintain balance.

"Gideon, where are we spending the night?"

His voice came from his chest.

"We’re almost to the Deer Clan’s territory. I’ve met their Clan Leader before; we’ve talked about hunting cooperation a few times, so we have some rapport. We should be able to borrow a place to stay for the night."

"There are shelters and a water source there, safer than being in the wild."

Seraphina’s eyes lit up.

Resting inside the tribe was certainly safer than camping in the wild.

More importantly, she could take the opportunity to inquire if there was any news about Father.

Wyatt Yardley was walking behind Gideon, his dark red eyes fixed on Seraphina’s back.

Watching her speaking and laughing while lying on Gideon’s back.

This scene fell into Wyatt Yardley’s eyes, and his gaze subtly shifted to Gideon.

His eyes bore down, filled with an indescribable hostility.

The other males were also secretly watching Seraphina, their gazes darting yet unable to conceal their fervency.

Their hearts were a blend of emotions.

But ultimately, no one spoke up, simply following silently at the end of the group.

The journey was smooth, without encounters with any ferocious beasts.

No sudden storms or traps either.

Gideon led at the forefront, his ears twitching slightly from time to time, alertly listening to the surroundings.

Just as the sun was about to sink below the horizon, the outline of a tribe finally emerged in the distance.

It was a settlement built with sturdy timber.

The main gate was directly in front, supported by two thicker main pillars.

A wooden sign with a carved deer antler totem hung above it, with two Deer Clan guards standing at the entrance.

As they saw the group approaching from the wild, they immediately stood straight.

They stared intently at the newcomers, ready to attack at any moment.

Until they recognized the familiar figure leading, one of the guards slowly released his grip on his weapon.

"Oh, it’s Gideon back!"

One of the guards grinned.

"Long time no see, where did you wander off to? We all thought you were missing!"

Gideon lifted his chin.

"We’d like to stay here for a night, and depart tomorrow morning."

Upon hearing this, the guard glanced in the direction behind Gideon, and his eyes landed on Seraphina.

In that moment, his eyes widened sharply.

Females were extremely scarce in this harsh wilderness.

And a female like Seraphina, with her delicate yet healthy appearance, was even more rare—almost legendary.

He quickly reacted, hurriedly stepping aside to make way.

"Come in, come in! Don’t stand outside in the wind! If the Clan Leader knew you were here, he’d be jumping with joy!"

Once inside the tribe, Seraphina realized it was much larger than she had imagined.

The streets weren’t exactly neat, but they were hard-packed dirt paths worn by many steps over the years.

Dozens of wooden houses, large and small, were distributed on either side.

The people on the road were coming and going.

When everyone saw these newcomers, especially noticing Seraphina in the center, they paused their activities.

Whispers quietly spread among the crowd.

"Is that... a female?"

"Seriously? I thought only our tribe had those ten or so..."

"She is beautiful, like a picture."

Soon, a sturdy Beastfolk came over.

He was nearly two meters tall, wearing a simple sturdy beast skin skirt.

A green beast bone bracelet adorned his right arm, the surface engraved with ancient runes.

This person was none other than the current Clan Leader of the Deer Clan, Caleb Astor.

As Caleb’s gaze fell on Seraphina, a flash of light appeared in his eyes.

He almost took two steps at a time rushing forward.

"Welcome! I’m Caleb Astor, the leader of this tribe! You’ve had a long journey!"

While speaking politely, his face brimmed with smiles.

Yet his mind was swiftly calculating.

The Deer Tribe currently only had a dozen females.

Most were older, with hardly any suitable young mates.

If he could have this young female, even for a short stay, she might ensure the continued lineage of the tribe in the future.

Seraphina sensed the complex emotion that flickered in his eyes and instinctively stepped back half a step.

She quickly bowed politely.

"Chief Astor, we’re just borrowing a place to rest overnight, we won’t intrude for long. Please don’t spend too much entertaining us."

Caleb burst into laughter.

"You being here is a blessing for our Deer Tribe! With the strong wind and dangerous road outside, reaching here safely is already heavenly good fortune!"

After speaking, he turned and made a gesture of invitation, taking the lead to guide the way. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

The group passed through the crowd-gathered square and arrived at a particularly large wooden house in the center of the tribe.

"Look, this house is vacant, so you can stay here."

Caleb said as he pushed the door open.

"I’ve had the bedding prepared in advance; it’s very clean, not a speck of dust."

The interior of the house was spacious, with a hearth set in the center.