The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 150: Making Amends

Kaelan Hawthorne was silent for a moment, quietly raised his eyes and glanced at Seraphina Caldwell beside him, his lips moved slightly.

"Not good... They’re badly hurt, their breath is very weak."

This sentence, he actually said deliberately lightly.

In fact, the situation of those four Beast Husbands was far worse than what he mentioned.

Their current breath was more like reluctantly maintained by some forcibly stimulated Life Force, ready to break off at any moment.

Ian Brighton’s expression instantly darkened.

He suddenly raised his hand and struck the withered tree beside him with one palm.

"Stop investigating the reasons, now is not the time to assess who made a mistake!"

He shouted sternly.

"Set off immediately! If delayed by another minute, they could be wiped out entirely!"

Before the words fell, his body abruptly swelled.

Sleek white fur grew crazily from under his skin, covering his entire body in the blink of an eye, revealing a huge, imposing tiger!

The tiger’s shoulder height was nearly two meters, and its body fur was covered like silver frost.

Almost at the same time, the three people behind him also launched their transformations without hesitation.

The burly man roared, and a gigantic black bear appeared.

The sharp-eyed male spread his two arms, wings tore out from his shoulders and back, transforming into an eagle in an instant.

Its wingspan was a full three yards wide.

And the agile companion’s limbs twisted and deformed, transforming into a gold-spotted leopard in the blink of an eye.

Kaelan Hawthorne didn’t waste any words, his eyes focused, and a flash of red light surrounded him.

In an instant, his figure transformed into a fully red fox.

It was a red fox, with fur burning like flames and a lithe body.

But if someone came close to take a closer look, they would find that his two pointed fox ears were faintly blushing at the tips.

Those were the marks left by excessive use of the Charm Technique before.

He lowered his head and gently nudged Seraphina Caldwell’s wrist with his nose.

Seraphina Caldwell reacted quickly, grabbed the tuft of fur on the back of his neck, leaped smartly, and sat steadily on the back of the red fox.

Her fingertips had just grasped that fluffy long fur, and Kaelan Hawthorne’s voice sounded in her ears.

"Hold on tight... I’m going to speed up, and it might be bumpy."

Before the words were fully out, the red fox’s hind legs suddenly exerted force, and the entire body sprang out!

Ian Brighton dashed ahead, leaving a few yards with a tiptoe.

The gust hit the face, causing sharp pain.

Kaelan Hawthorne desperately followed behind, scarlet fur violently fluttering in the strong wind.

At every step, the limbs trembled violently.

Yet, his back remained straight, afraid that any undulations might make Seraphina Caldwell uncomfortable.

Seraphina Caldwell lay against his back, tightly wrapping her arms around his neck.

She could clearly feel him trembling immensely.

That was not due to cold, but a sign of exhausting all strength.

After a whole morning of running, Ian Brighton finally slowed down and stopped steadily under an old locust tree.

He turned his head, his gaze heavy as he looked at Kaelan Hawthorne.

Those fox ears drooped in the hair, with edges already dark red.

His running stride was also unstable, his left foreleg slightly bending.

"Rest a bit before moving on."

As soon he spoke, his figure flickered, transforming into a human form.

Ian Brighton, dressed in black fitted gear, swept his hand over a clearing area, confirming no abnormalities around, then beckoned to the other three men.

Immediately, he took out a few pieces of jerky wild boar from a pouch at his waist and distributed them.

Kaelan Hawthorne landed and immediately gritted his teeth to brace his figure, transforming into a human form.

Sweaty all over, his hair clung to his forehead.

Yet his first reaction was to reach out and gently smooth out a few strands of Seraphina Caldwell’s hair disturbed by the wind.

Having done this, he then staggered up, limping to pick up scattered withered branches.

Kaelan Hawthorne took out the last piece of jerky from his pouch, strung it on a trimmed branch, and set it above the bonfire.

That previous bout of frantic running had already depleted his strength, now even lifting a branch was an exertion.

The roasting meat started to emit sizzling heat.

Kaelan Hawthorne didn’t bother about this, hurriedly delivering the still-meat skewer to Seraphina Caldwell.

He kept his head down, avoiding direct eye contact.

Seraphina Caldwell looked at Ian Brighton and the others.

The three were squatting by a bluestone, whispering about the upcoming route, occasionally raising their heads to glance over her way.

Without much thought, she reached out and accepted the skewer of roasted meat.

"You eat too, don’t just stare at me."

Kaelan Hawthorne’s eyes lit up instantly.

He hurriedly bent down, removing the other skewer still cooking on the fire, pouring some clear water into a bowl from a water pouch at his side.

"Drink a little first, it’s dry meat, don’t choke."

When Seraphina Caldwell accepted the bowl, her fingertips lightly brushed against his hand.

At that moment, she felt the sensation was unusual.

She knew Kaelan Hawthorne’s body was nearing its limit.

If it continued like this, it would only slow down the team’s progress.

While Kaelan Hawthorne was bowing his head to organize his bag, she quietly retrieved Spiritual Spring Water from the space and dropped a few drops into her own water pouch.

She gently shook the water pouch before nonchalantly handing it back.

"You drink too."

She didn’t know if this Spiritual Spring Water would be effective for someone with Yellow Rank Cultivation, given the rarity of the Power of Spirit Spring.

But now, the situation was urgent, the team was at a life-and-death juncture, and Kaelan Hawthorne was the only one who knew the path.

If he fell, the entire group would lose direction.

Knowing they can’t take this risk, having no alternative but to try.

Kaelan Hawthorne hesitated for a moment, reaching out to take the water pouch.

But just as his fingers touched the leather edge, his hand paused in mid-air.

All along the way, Seraphina Caldwell was quietly passive, having said almost nothing.

During rest breaks, she just silently chewed the dry food.

Yet this time, she actually offered water to him voluntarily.

Maybe there was still a sliver of warmth left in her heart.

As long as he was willing to change, willing to make amends through action, one day she might be willing to look at him again.

"Seraphina..."

He set down the water pouch, didn’t drink immediately but lifted his head, his gaze directly focused on her.

Finally, he had to lower his head, sullenly squeezing out a sentence.

"When they come back, I will roast meat for you every day."

Seraphina Caldwell didn’t respond, lowering her head to bite into the slightly hard dried meat.

She was just worried that his physical strength would fail, delaying the rescue progress, so she secretly added Spiritual Spring Water.

Not at all intended to let him misunderstand and certainly not intending to give him false hope.

But now, with Ian Brighton nearby, with missions at hand, the team was at a critical point.

She couldn’t explain at this time, nor allow emotions to affect judgment.

Ian Brighton suddenly stood up, brushing off grass clippings and dust, his gaze looking towards the distance.

"Time to go."

Kaelan Hawthorne stood up.

Turned around, without hesitation, transforming into beast form.

He recalled, witnessing the males teasing the other females before, often deliberately lying on the ground, acting foolish.

But when it’s his turn, facing Seraphina Caldwell.

Not even lying down, even if she stepped on his back, he felt delighted.

Seraphina Caldwell stared at his prone back, her heart momentarily paused.

She instinctively glanced at Ian Brighton standing beside.

Yet strangely, seeing her in this appearance, Kaelan Hawthorne’s heart wasn’t so heavy.

His body, almost falling apart, suddenly filled with strength.

He stood up, shook his fur.

Running again, he remarkably caught up with Ian Brighton’s pace steadily.

Seraphina Caldwell glanced at him, understanding in her heart.

That sip of Spiritual Spring Water indeed worked wonders.