The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 162: If You Want to Touch, Then Touch

Chapter 162: Chapter 162: If You Want to Touch, Then Touch

But today, whether it was due to some unusual state of her body, she found her heart unexpectedly stirred.

Her gaze couldn’t tear away from his face, and for a moment, a strong impulse arose within her.

She wanted to get close to him, to touch him.

Driven by some irresistible force, she lifted her hand and slowly reached toward his cheek.

However, just as her fingertips touched his cheek, reason suddenly returned.

She abruptly woke up, realizing what she had done, and was instantly struck by the sensation of being electrocuted.

Her head immediately lowered, and the tips of her ears burned red with heat.

"I-I’ll go wash my face first."

Isaac Vaughn stood in place, observing her flustered withdrawal, and let out a soft laugh.

"If you want to touch, then touch. I won’t chase you away. There’s no need to dodge around."

He handed a basin to her, with a layer of mint leaves floating on top of the water.

"I put in some mint; it’ll feel refreshing when you wash."

Seraphina Caldwell couldn’t dare respond.

She hurriedly splashed water onto her face.

The cooling sensation barely suppressed the heat in her heart.

Just after wiping her face with a cloth, the sound of Gideon Larkin’s voice came from outside.

"Seraphina! Are you awake?"

He immediately approached, his handsome face magnifying in her vision.

When he smiled, two tiger canines were revealed.

Seraphina, looking at his face that was too close, couldn’t help but let her gaze slide down to his exposed abdomen.

It seemed very touchable.

As soon as this thought arose, her mind went blank with a buzzing sound.

Her hand, no longer under control, reached out, and her fingertips were actually touching the muscles around his waist.

"Ah!"

She abruptly snapped back to reality, jumping several steps back, stumbling, and her back hit the edge of the bed, causing her to gasp in pain.

"I didn’t mean to... I really didn’t mean it! I... I don’t know how..."

Her face flushed red, and she covered her mouth with both hands, not daring to look at him again.

Gideon Larkin’s face suddenly flushed red.

He stood frozen in place, lips slightly parted, not knowing where to start.

"It’s, it’s okay! If you want to touch, go ahead, really, I don’t mind... as long as you... you don’t disapprove..." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

In fact, he was quite pleased inside.

After all, he was her Beast Husband; he hoped she would look at him more, touch him more.

Gideon awkwardly handed over a wooden bowl he was holding.

The juice in the bowl was orange-red, emitting a slight coolness.

"When the Beast King delivered the prey last night, he also brought some wild fruits. I juiced them, picked the ripest and sweetest ones, crushed and filtered the juice, and added some ice moss to cool it down. It’s quite sweet. Maybe a sip will make you feel a bit better."

Seraphina looked at the bowl of juice, then down at her still slightly trembling fingers, feeling like crying.

This wasn’t just juice; it was the spark that extinguished her last bit of calm.

Since last night, her body had started to act strangely.

Every time she saw a male, a strong urge would arise within her, wanting to get close to them, even reaching out to touch.

This feeling made her extremely uneasy.

She gritted her teeth, trying hard to suppress the turmoil in her heart.

But the more she suppressed it, the clearer the desire became.

She genuinely feared she might completely lose control, doing something she would regret.

Isaac stood aside, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

He had long noticed Seraphina’s odd behavior.

Her eyes were slightly red, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

More noticeably, her fingers were trembling slightly, beyond her control.

Without asking more, Isaac quickly turned around, pushed open the door to the next room, and went inside.

Before long, he returned with Evan Orwell beside him.

Evan’s expression was normal as he walked to the bedside.

He raised his hand, his gaze falling on Seraphina.

"Give me your hand."

Seraphina, with her head down, held tightly onto the hem of her clothes.

She struggled internally for a moment before finally slowly reaching out her hand.

Just as her fingertip touched Evan’s palm, a familiar chill rapidly spread up her arm.

The heat that had tormented her all night suddenly cooled down.

She couldn’t help but let out a gentle sigh.

But she still kept her head down, eyes fixed on the ground below her feet.

In her heart, she was well aware that Evan never concealed his aloofness toward her.

His willingness to lend a hand was probably only to prevent her from suddenly losing control one day, causing unnecessary trouble.

This help was not out of concern but rather a precaution.

Thinking of this, her heart ached again with a sour feeling.

She held back desperately, not letting the tears fall.

Evan sensed her unease.

But he didn’t ask, only silently increased the transmission of his spiritual power.

Only when he felt Seraphina’s shoulders gradually relax did he slowly let go of her hand.

"If you’re still unwell by noon, call me again."

Just as the words left his mouth, he turned and left.

During breakfast, Kaelan Hawthorne sat across from Seraphina, placing the tenderest piece of roasted meat onto the leaf in front of her.

For extra flavor, he especially sprinkled some crushed wild fruit on top.

But Seraphina only took two bites before setting down her chopsticks.

Kaelan, seeing this, paused with his hand still in midair.

He hesitated for a moment, finally unable to resist speaking in a low voice.

"Isn’t the meat tasty?"

Seraphina still didn’t lift her head and softly replied.

"It’s quite good."

Kaelan’s hand slowly lowered.

He looked at her downcast side profile, feeling a pang of suffocation in his heart.

Earlier, he had seen her lose control, actually reaching out to touch Gideon’s chest.

But when it came to him?

She didn’t even want to glance at him.

Could it be...

Does she really dislike me that much?

Kaelan clenched his fist tightly.

"Then why aren’t you eating? Would you like something else? Wild fruits are fine, or a different kind of meat, I can go hunt more."

Seraphina shook her head, her brows slightly furrowed, and gently pushed the plate of food a little further away.

"No need, I’m not hungry."

After saying this, she immediately stood up and walked towards the interior of the house.

Back in her room, she leaned against the door, sliding down to the floor, curling up into a ball leaning against the wall.

Her heartbeat was still erratic, a buzzing sound rang in her ears, and her thoughts were chaotic.

Although the burning sensation of her estrus had been barely suppressed, the deep-seated urge to get close to a male hadn’t disappeared.

If she stayed outside any longer, she feared she would lose rationality again.

Just as she was feeling vexed, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Seraphina abruptly lifted her head.

Was it Ian Brighton?

Could there be news about Silas Shaw?

As soon as the matter with Silas was resolved, she could immediately set off to find her father.

The rainy season had already begun, making the mountain paths slippery and muddy, with miasma in the air.

Outside was damp and dangerous, a place dominated by venomous creatures, and her father would undoubtedly have a hard time alone out there.

Whenever it rained, his old injuries would flare up; without care, they would only worsen.

She had to find him quickly; not a moment could be wasted.

She quickly got up from the ground, rushed over to open the latch, and flung the door open.

But the next second, her movements froze.

Standing at the door wasn’t Ian, but Albert Wyndham from the Elephant Clan.

He stood under the eaves outside, his silvery-blue hair soaked by the rain.

His high nose was set above a pair of thin lips, the corners slightly upturned.

His gaze swiftly swept over her, noticing the slight redness on her cheeks, still lingering from the heat she had just escaped from outside.

"Seraphina, the female."

He slowly began.

"I didn’t expect we’d meet again so soon."