The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 57: Did Someone Kiss Her?

Wait! Did they cause trouble again?

Thinking this, she quickly exited the space.

As soon as she left the space, a tingling heat spread across her lips. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Isaac was still holding her, his heartbeat even faster than before.

She moved a little, and suddenly there was another hand on her waist—Wyatt’s.

She touched her lips, desperately trying to recall.

Just now she was in the space, and then...

Then what?

Did anyone touch her?

Was that sudden tingling real or an illusion?

Just now in the space, did someone kiss her?

The breath didn’t seem like Wyatt, was it Isaac?

Her heart suddenly raced, thoughts became a mess.

She never thought Isaac, who promised to only hold her without touching, would do such a thing when she was completely unsuspecting.

Isn’t he the one who understands boundaries the best?

But tonight, he broke the limit.

Was it because of the mating season?

She understands the torment driven by instinct and knows how hard the mating season is for Fiendfolk.

Precisely because of this, she dared not approach easily.

Once out of control, the consequences would be irreversible.

And now, those consequences seemed to have quietly occurred.

Seraphina closed her eyes, trying to calm her heartbeat.

When males reach that point, blood pulses, reason is slowly consumed by instinct.

They just want to find a bit of stability in the chaos.

Besides, she didn’t seem to lose out.

That brief touch with Wyatt made the space barely expand to forty square meters.

But this time, the space doubled, expanding to eighty square meters.

Was it a change of person?

A question rose in Seraphina’s heart.

Or did Isaac just break through, hence the higher level of spiritual power in his body, making the space activation efficiency far beyond average?

The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

The Green Rank signifies stepping into the true threshold of cultivators, a qualitative change in both the quality and quantity of spiritual power.

She wanted to verify, stealthily raised her head, and looked toward Isaac.

The surroundings were too dark; she could only see the outline of his profile.

She dared not move, or think deeply.

Now was not the time for experimentation; Isaac was still on the edge of his mating season, breath chaotic, with strong fluctuations in spiritual power.

If she really approached and provoked his instinctive reaction, the consequences would be unimaginable.

More crucially, she wasn’t sure if Isaac had even the slightest bit of fondness for her.

Seraphina stared at Isaac’s face for quite a while.

She tried to discern a crack of emotion in his calm expression.

But Isaac was too composed.

She lowered her eyelids, secretly retracted her fingers from her lips.

Don’t be impulsive, don’t take risks.

She was too aware of her current situation.

Among this group of males, she was the weakest, the least trusted.

Especially Isaac, who always regarded her with cold detachment.

Isaac was not like Wyatt, who would pretend to not care with a smile.

What she didn’t realize was that Isaac hadn’t truly fallen asleep.

Even though his eyes were closed, his spiritual power clearly sensed her gaze landing on his face.

He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to remain calm.

But the more reason struggled, the more instinct roared.

He wanted to turn over, wanted to pull her into his embrace.

But in reality, Wyatt’s hand was still on Seraphina’s waist.

Isaac knew that if he made any move now, Wyatt would definitely wake up.

And once things came to a head, it wouldn’t just be awkward but might lead to an irreparable conflict.

Feeling something, Seraphina’s brow furrowed slightly.

Her intuition was sounding the alarm, as if a pair of eyes were fixedly staring at her.

But as she looked around, there was only Wyatt’s peacefully sleeping profile and Isaac’s serene sleeping face.

She lightly shook her head, slowly closed her eyes.

Isaac listened to her steady breathing, his tense shoulders and back finally relaxed bit by bit.

He held his breath, gently pulling her tighter into his embrace.

Lowered his head, lightly pressed his cheek against the top of her hair.

Wyatt, on the side, was actually not really asleep either.

He knew Isaac might seem calm on the outside but could easily lose control inside, especially during this sensitive time.

He dared not be careless, nor truly fall asleep.

So he kept a "mind’s eye" open, silently watching Isaac’s actions.

Until he heard Isaac’s breath slowly become steady, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He closed his eyes, finally allowing himself to relax his nerves temporarily.

Early the next morning, Seraphina woke up in Isaac’s arms.

She opened her eyes, instinctively raised her hand to rub her eyes, elbow accidentally hitting something hard.

With a slight lift of her head, she bumped into Isaac’s sharp chin.

"Awake? Want to freshen up?"

Seraphina froze.

In just one night, why does it feel like he’s a different person?

A sudden realization struck her mind, immediately thinking of the few drops of Spiritual Spring Water secretly dripped in the dark last night.

Did it really work?

She lowered her head, inconspicuously peeking at his waist.

Indeed, the unsightly old scar was gone.

She felt a surge of delight.

Unfortunately, the wound on her legs was tightly covered by the Beast Skin Skirt, she could not see it.

As for other small wounds, she dared not drop too much.

One reason was that Spiritual Spring Water was too precious.

The second was fear of being discovered, attracting trouble.

If all the wounds suddenly vanished, it would surely draw attention.

Even Isaac, no matter how daft, would become suspicious.

Wyatt, more so, was not easy to fool.

But as long as one scar disappeared, no one would notice at all.

At most, they’d think it was an illusion or that the wound healed naturally.

Isaac noticed her glance, following her line of sight to his own waist.

Indeed, there wasn’t a trace, not even a hint of a scab.

He frowned slightly.

"What’s wrong? Is my Beast Skin Skirt dirty?"

He lifted his hand, patted the nonexistent dust on the hem of the skirt.

He made no mention of the scar, allowing Seraphina to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Not dirty, let’s go."

Isaac didn’t speak, but he noted every move she made.

She simply didn’t want others to know she could heal wounds.

Last night she helped him heal without expecting thanks.

But why do it?

Since she hid it so deeply, he wouldn’t ask.

This secret, he’d keep for her.

He carefully lifted her up.

Then he stepped out, walked to the entrance of the tree hole, exerted strength underfoot, and they both landed on the ground.

Just as they stood, they saw several Beast Husbands busy in the forest.

They were bent over, moving through bushes, holding crude Stone Spears and Beast Skin Nets, trying to catch some small beasts.

Last night’s storm had made prey scarce in the woods.

Their faces showed fatigue and anxiety, evidently worried about today’s food.

No hunting last night, no meat for breakfast.

Gideon and Kaelan were by the river, washing wild fruits and Earth Potato Fruits.

They carried Beast Skin Bags, walking quickly back to the camp.

As soon as Kaelan saw her, his face broke into a grin.

"Seraphina, I’ve finished washing, which one do you want?"

Kaelan’s injuries were also almost healed.

The originally torn skin and flesh had scabbed over, edges slightly reddened but no longer bleeding.

Mostly likely Evan had helped them last night.

Seraphina felt reassured; today’s journey wouldn’t be delayed.

As long as everyone could depart smoothly, the following journey wouldn’t be too difficult.

She focused her gaze on the Earth Potato Fruit.

"This thing... can you eat it directly?"

Wyatt came over carrying two clean stones.

"Though unpleasant, some beasts love it. I’m not sure if you’ll like it; I picked some yesterday without thinking. If you don’t like it, just toss it."

Seraphina’s gaze involuntarily drifted to his chest, the deep, long wound from last night had already healed.

She breathed a sigh of relief, the Spiritual Spring Water was truly effective.