The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 40: As Long As You Stay

As her gaze swept over a group of male Deer Clan members, her eyes suddenly caught on someone in the distance.

Miles Astor.

He was standing under an ancient tree, holding a slender vine in his hand.

As he lifted his head, he happened to lock eyes with her.

Miles Astor had been secretly watching her all along.

Now that their eyes met, his heart tightened abruptly.

Had she just... been looking at me?

Or was it just an accidental glance?

He couldn’t tell, nor did he dare to think deeply about it.

Could there still be hope?

Miles’s pupils suddenly contracted.

His breath paused slightly.

Maybe she wasn’t truly indifferent?

Maybe she just hasn’t met the right person?

As soon as this thought arose, he couldn’t sit still any longer.

Miles Astor suddenly stood up from his seat.

He ignored the curious glances from a few nearby clan members.

He hastily walked towards Seraphina Caldwell.

Meanwhile, Seraphina Caldwell had long grown tired of the tribeswomen’s coquettish antics.

She had eaten her meal and drunk her juice.

She had fulfilled the social etiquette, and staying any longer would just be a waste of time.

Thus, she turned to Evan Orwell beside her and spoke softly.

"Let’s go back, we have to leave early tomorrow."

As soon as she finished speaking, several Beast Husbands relaxed noticeably.

No one wanted to linger any longer in such a bustling and noisy place.

Especially Wyatt Yardley, whose tense shoulders eased slightly.

Gideon Larkin immediately began picking up the empty cans beside Seraphina Caldwell.

While tidying up, he spoke quietly.

"The wind is getting stronger, don’t stay here too long."

Everyone stood up.

Just as they were about to turn and leave, Miles Astor rushed over hurriedly.

He was almost jogging as he approached.

But when he saw everyone already standing up, his eyes showed clear astonishment.

"Are you... leaving?"

Seraphina Caldwell knew Miles Astor was the clan leader’s son, highly valued since childhood.

Being the main contact for the reception, she nodded politely.

"Thank you for the clan leader and tribe’s warm hospitality. We have to set off early in the morning, time’s tight, so we’re heading back to sleep."

Miles Astor was completely stunned.

He had thought tonight was an opportunity.

But now, she wouldn’t even stay a moment longer.

The small bit of anticipation in his heart instantly shattered halfway.

They hadn’t even spoken much, why were they leaving?

He stepped forward again, wanting to ask them to stay.

"Can you stay a while longer?" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

But before the words could come out, he was blocked by a tall figure.

Gideon Larkin directly stepped across.

"The clan leader is waiting for our handover of supplies tomorrow morning, don’t delay the important matters."

Meanwhile, Evan Orwell instinctively bent down and picked up Seraphina Caldwell.

Seraphina Caldwell leaned in his arms, looking somewhat confused at Miles Astor.

Uncertain why he was suddenly blocking them from leaving.

Miles Astor stared into Seraphina Caldwell’s calm and serene eyes, his heart gradually turning cold.

Her gaze was clear and indifferent.

That was genuine indifference.

"I’m willing to give up the clan leader position for you, as long as you stay."

But before the words could form, Wyatt Yardley interrupted coldly.

"She’s not going to seek Beast Husbands anymore, you’re wasting your effort."

His whole body became rigid.

He could only watch as Evan Orwell carried Seraphina Caldwell and left.

Unrelenting, he looked at Seraphina Caldwell.

However, he found that her expression hadn’t changed at all.

He knew that Wyatt Yardley was telling the truth.

Rational thought told him that it had been evident all along.

But he still didn’t want to believe, nor face it.

He forced out a smile.

"So... when are you leaving tomorrow? I’ll come to see you off."

Seraphina Caldwell shook her head gently.

"No need. We’ll leave early, before dawn."

Her tone was mild, without any excess emotion.

Miles Astor’s complexion turned even paler.

He opened his mouth, but in the end, all that came out was a silent sigh.

Finally, he quietly turned and left.

Evan Orwell carried Seraphina Caldwell towards the cabin.

Along the way, he noticed her momentary daze.

He lowered his head to look at her.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

Seraphina Caldwell shook her head lightly.

She understood very well.

Evan Orwell was holding her now, but it was just to deal with those males, a show for others.

These moves were not genuine.

Just a performance after weighing the pros and cons.

It wasn’t truly about caring for her.

His emotions towards her were nowhere near as deep as it seemed.

And she wasn’t naive enough.

To express her true thoughts to him all at once.

Trust is a double-edged sword; in this unfamiliar and dangerous world, giving it easily would only hurt more.

Seeing she didn’t want to talk more, Evan Orwell didn’t pursue it further.

Only tightened his grip around her slightly.

His gaze held more contemplation.

Along the way, several Beast Husbands saw Seraphina Caldwell calmly resting in Evan’s arms.

Each had different thoughts.

Some secretly envied Evan Orwell’s power and courage.

Others felt wary.

Everyone had noticed Seraphina Caldwell’s recent changes.

She no longer easily argued.

No longer fiercely retaliated against any offenses.

Instead, she seemed increasingly composed.

Yet no one could be sure if it was an act, or if she harbored some secret plan.

The group soon reached the cabin.

It was a simple house built from large logs.

The roof was covered with thick hay.

After Seraphina Caldwell was put down, she discreetly scanned the room, quickly assessing the environment.

She found two rooms.

One was spacious and bright, with clean Beast Skin.

The other was particularly small, worn and old.

She immediately headed towards the small room without saying a word.

After all, five people were staying, resources were tight, everyone couldn’t squeeze into the small room.

Despite Evan Orwell’s protection.

But she didn’t want to appear special, causing unnecessary conflict.

Just as she was about to take two steps, Evan Orwell stopped her.

His arm stretched across in front of her.

"Don’t go there. That’s where disobedient males are held. If you don’t want to sleep in the big room with us, we can make do outside."

Seraphina Caldwell paused, halting her steps.

In The Primal Age, there’s actually a "dark room"?

Specifically used to punish disobedient males?

But then again, Beastkin females have a high status.

Pampered in daily life, living comfortably.

Setting up a confinement room for punishing males didn’t seem bizarre.

Since it was a punishment room, she naturally didn’t want to stay there.

But having the Beast Husbands sleep outside wasn’t an option either.

At night, the mountain forests were cold, and wild animals roamed frequently.

If they got sick or injured because of that, the responsibility would likely fall to her.

She didn’t want to take on trouble.

But she understood that certain boundaries must be kept.

Currently, they were on Deer Clan territory, surrounded by unfamiliar environments and potential watchers.

This wasn’t their land, any carelessness might invite unnecessary issues.

Especially as a female, traveling with several Beast Husbands.

If outsiders found out they were sleeping separately, it would be assumed the team was in disarray.

Once such information spread, males with ill intentions would definitely become restless.

She quickly raised her hand, gesturing repeatedly.

"No need to go outside, sleeping in the big cabin is fine, I can sleep there with no problem."

After saying this, she turned swiftly and walked towards the pile of dry, soft hay in the corner of the big cabin.

The place originally meant for the Beast Husbands to rest.

Usually, they could lie there after transforming into their true forms.