The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 43: Genuine Feelings Awakened

She had just settled down and was contemplating whether to dive back into the space to check if those seeds had sprouted.

An unexpected change occurred!

Wyatt Yardley suddenly tightened his arms and pulled her hard against his chest without warning!

The force was so strong that it almost pressed her cheek against his chest.

Seraphina Caldwell instantly felt a pressure on her chest.

"A bit lighter! It’s too tight! I’m almost suffocating!"

She managed to speak with difficulty.

Wyatt, however, did not completely loosen his hold.

He merely adjusted his position slightly, still keeping his arms around her.

Holding her firmly in his embrace.

His voice was very low.

"Just like this, it won’t work if I loosen it more."

"If I have another episode in the middle of the night... can you escape?"

The words weren’t finished, but Seraphina understood instantly.

She didn’t want to experience that kind of chaos again.

Moreover, delaying the journey would do her no good.

So she gave up resisting.

She lay quietly in his arms and slowly closed her eyes.

Diving once more into the mysterious space that belonged to her.

As soon as she entered, she was stunned.

The scene before her was drastically different from before!

The area, which was originally only about ten square meters,

had now expanded into an open space approximately forty meters square.

The mere handful of black soil before

had now spread out, covering nearly one-third of the space’s floor.

And at the spot where she had personally buried the Honey Fruit Seeds, a small green sprout was quietly emerging from the soil surface.

What surprised her even more was the change in the Spiritual Spring.

The water flow was now noticeably increased.

Seraphina stared blankly at all of this, her heartbeat involuntarily quickening.

How did these changes happen?

Could it be because she just introduced that clean water from outside?

Or perhaps...

Because of that kiss?

Regardless of the reason, the expansion of the territory was definitely a good thing.

The enlargement of the territory meant more possibilities.

And it represented a more solid hope for the future.

She could develop more farmland, planting different kinds of crops and herbs.

And Wyatt, noticing that she finally relaxed her body,

was no longer stiffly resisting, nor was she trying to struggle and escape.

Instead, she leaned closer into his embrace.

A faint smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

At that moment, human emotions overshadowed the beastly ferocity within him.

He lowered his head, quietly watching the girl in his arms as she slept peacefully.

His eyes traced over her eyebrows and eyes, gentler than the image of his formerly decisive self.

At that time, he only had survival and slaughter in his eyes.

Yet now he was willing to lower his guard for one person.

Standing in the corner, Evan Orwell and Gideon Larkin witnessed this scene, feeling a mix of emotions that left them speechless.

They wanted to step forward but dared not interrupt recklessly.

They wanted to warn him, but didn’t know how to start.

Is it really okay to let him hold her and fall asleep like that?

A male who was on the verge of losing control not long ago, now quietly holding a young girl?

And the girl seemed utterly defenseless.

But Wyatt had just lost control once just now.

In such a state, even they as companions would instinctively shy away.

Was she not afraid at all?

Was she really not worried that he might choke her and throw her out the next second?

The two of them stared at Seraphina’s peaceful sleeping face, their brows tightly knitted.

Her small face even carried a faint smile.

They truly couldn’t understand what she was thinking.

Seeking a moment’s peace?

Or was she simply naive to the point of ignorance?

Even though they knew the Beast Seal was restraining Wyatt,

seeing him just after a frenzy, with his breath not yet fully calmed,

yet she could rest assuredly in his arms in such a state.

Was this calm due to the fearlessness of ignorance?

Or was there some other confidence unknown to others?

In truth, Seraphina wasn’t asleep at all; her consciousness was still wandering within the space.

She walked a circle on the black soil,

suddenly noticing the pile of beast meat and wild fruits in the corner.

Those were things casually gathered in during a hunting expedition some days ago.

Unexpectedly, they still appeared damp and fresh upon inspection now.

The fruit skins were plump and juicy, showing no signs of withering.

This discovery made Seraphina’s heartbeat quicken by a few more beats.

It wasn’t just simple storage functionality; it had a similar effect to low-temperature humid preservation.

This meant that all perishable foods could be stored for a long time!

Seraphina almost leapt in her heart to cheer.

With this capability, she needn’t worry about any game or fruits she gathered spoiling in the future.

Even during rainy days, there was no fear of running out of food; even if she couldn’t venture out to forage for half a month,

she could rely on her stores to get through steadily.

She could even trade these reserves with other tribes for tools, fabrics, and salt.

Those items were extremely scarce in this era.

A chunk of coarse salt could be traded for a stone axe.

A whole bag of dried deer meat might trade for an entire handmade fabric.

If managed well, she might indeed accumulate a fortune.

The more she thought about it, the more promising the future seemed, already picturing scenes of future life in her mind.

Unconsciously, she let out a laugh.

Even her cheeks resting against Wyatt’s chest showed a hint of a smile.

When Wyatt lowered his head, he caught that smile on her face.

At that instant, Wyatt’s heart trembled fiercely.

He could even hear the sound of his heartbeat.

Why hadn’t he noticed before that her smile was so beautiful?

Memories of Seraphina always involved a cold expression.

But now, this gentleness was so vividly presented before him.

Recalling the feast, the males of the Deer Clan surrounded her, staring intently at her.

He had held a grudge in his heart then.

Those gazes were filled with undisguised covetousness.

At that moment, Wyatt almost clenched his wine glass.

Thinking back now, he just didn’t want anyone else to touch her, see her, or have ideas about her.

That intense possessiveness quietly grew.

Now she nearly fulfilled all a male’s expectations of an ideal mate.

She, once so distant, instead learned to speak softly.

This change made even many Beast Husbands who had once kept a respectful distance take a second look.

If she could remain this way and not revert to that indifferent self from the past,

perhaps everything could start anew.

He was willing to put down past grievances and stay by her side for a lifetime.

As long as she no longer fled.

As the thought came up, he unconsciously lowered his head and gave her a light kiss on her smooth forehead.

The gesture was particularly gentle.

Seraphina had long fallen asleep and hadn’t realized what had happened.

But this scene was caught by a few Beast Husbands.

Gideon felt a mixture of emotions; even he couldn’t clearly articulate what he was thinking.

Just that Wyatt was getting closer to Seraphina under the influence of the mating season, which made him somewhat uncomfortable watching them.

Yet he couldn’t bring himself to criticize.

After all, who could control their emotions?

Evan’s brows furrowed slightly.

He could see it clearly.

Wyatt was genuinely in love.

It wasn’t a momentary impulse or a brief fascination driven by beastly instincts.

But a real, genuine concern for another’s feelings.

Kaelan, however, sneered inwardly.

Wyatt, usually so astute, how could he not see through such a minor feminine trick?

She had scarred his face, the appearance he cared most about.

The scar left would never heal in this lifetime.