The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 137: Can’t Trust Kaelan Hawthorne

This time the impact was fiercer than any before.

The wild boar’s body swayed, its limbs twitched, and its head drooped limply.

Its eyes rolled back, pupils rapidly dilated, breath ceased, and it moved no more.

Seraphina Caldwell lay in the damp pile of fallen leaves, her throat filled with the taste of blood.

After a long while, she dared to slowly lift her head, her gaze trembling as she looked at the fallen wild boar.

With trembling hands, she supported herself against the wet, soft leaves, slowly sitting up bit by bit.

The wound on her arm was still oozing blood.

Had she been a moment slower, she would have been pierced by its tusks.

Finally catching her breath, she struggled to take a breath, intending to raise her hand to store the wild boar into her space.

Suddenly, a voice came unexpectedly from behind.

"Tsk, you can really hold your own, no help, and you managed to take down such a big beast?"

Seraphina became completely rigid.

She turned around abruptly.

Kaelan Hawthorne was leaning against an old tree trunk not far away.

He was stepping on a dried leaf that had just fallen from the tree, proving he had been standing there for quite a while.

He had arrived early, watching the life-and-death struggle between her and the boar clearly and coldly.

In her moment of life and death, he merely observed indifferently without taking a step forward.

Seraphina deeply dug her nails into her palms.

If Wyatt Yardley had been here, he would have drawn his sword and severed the boar’s head by now.

But Kaelan Hawthorne just quietly watched.

"Were you... always there?"

Kaelan didn’t respond, instead leisurely straightening up.

He strolled over to the wild boar’s carcass, kicking that massive body.

"This wild boar meat is fatty, roasted it smells great."

While speaking, his gaze swept over the bleeding scratches on Seraphina’s arm.

Seraphina remained silent.

Her mind was filled with countless guesses, but she could never fathom what Kaelan was plotting.

This person was always unpredictable, acting with ruthlessness and unpredictability.

Kaelan paid her no mind.

He bent down and hoisted the still warm wild boar onto his shoulder.

Then he turned and walked towards the nearby riverbank.

"Why are you standing there dumbfounded? Hurry up and go! Do you want the scent of blood to attract all the wolves and tigers in the forest?"

Seraphina hesitated for half a second.

Reason told her not to trust him lightly, but it was indeed unwise to linger here.

In the end, she gritted her teeth and followed.

Seraphina kept her distance from him.

Taking advantage of Kaelan being preoccupied with gutting the boar, Seraphina quickly and sneakily retrieved a handful of Spiritual Spring Water from her personal space.

She gathered the water in her palm, quickly spreading it on the deepest cuts on her arm and calf.

As soon as the water touched her skin, a cool sensation instantly seeped in.

She hurriedly used her sleeve to dry her palm without leaving any trace.

At the same time, she deliberately left some blood stains without cleaning them completely.

She dared not be careless, fearing Kaelan would notice her healing methods and become more suspicious.

Kaelan worked swiftly.

Before long, the entrails were all cleared out.

Then, he cut the pork into chunks.

Next, he used sturdy vines to string the meat chunks together, placing them into a bag that had been prepared earlier.

Once the fire was lit, the rich aroma of meat immediately permeated the air.

Seraphina’s stomach rumbled, making her ears turn red.

Suddenly, he turned to look at her, a slight grin on his lips.

"Hungry? Want some?"

Seraphina met his gaze.

"I killed this pig with my own hands. You just helped clean and roast it. I have the right to eat this meat."

That fierce battle earlier, hanging by a thread, almost cost her life.

Seraphina finally understood a crucial thing completely.

Feigning weakness and submission in front of him would only make him more brazen.

Kaelan paused, then chuckled softly.

He pinched a skewer of roasted meat with his fingertips, along with the supporting branch, and tossed it towards her.

No longer tearing it into small pieces to feed her like before.

Seraphina caught it, blowing on it.

The pain in her fingertips was burning, but she endured without shrinking back.

Such level of pain, compared to the lashings from the vines before, was trivial.

With her fingernail, she peeled off the meat bit by bit and ate.

The wild boar meat was crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, carrying the scent of ember, truly aromatic.

Once, she would have felt grateful for such a meal.

But now, the aroma felt overly intense.

She chewed each bite, her eyes constantly fixed on Kaelan, not letting him out of her sight.

Kaelan, while chewing, noticed Seraphina always sneaking glances at him.

"Why do you keep staring at me? I’m your Beast Husband, shouldn’t you lean closer to me?"

He raised his arm, using his beast skin sleeve to wipe his lips.

Seraphina lowered her eyes, coldly laughing internally.

Rely on him?

What a dream.

Earlier, when she was knocked to the ground by the wild boar, her bones nearly shattered, he stood behind the tree not even extending a hand.

The scene was still vividly remembered.

If she truly believed him, even her remains wouldn’t have been gathered.

She knew too well the survival rules of these Beastfolk.

The weak are eliminated, the injured deserted.

If she had truly collapsed and never gotten up, Kaelan would not have saved her, instead might even have ended her himself.

Such things were not uncommon in the wild.

Kaelan didn’t reply, only stuffing the last piece of meat into his mouth.

Seraphina forced herself not to think about those negative feelings.

The meat flavor still lingered on her tongue, but her heart was even more taut.

She couldn’t relax.

After finishing the roast, Kaelan stood up, effortlessly tossing the pouch with the remaining meat onto his shoulder, and headed deeper.

Seraphina quickly followed, asking in a low voice.

"Where exactly are you going?"

This forest, to her, was like a labyrinth, each step could be a dead end.

And she needed to know the direction to determine whether she was heading towards safety or into a deeper trap.

Kaelan didn’t turn back, his voice drifted in the wind.

"The Beast Realm. Beyond this forest, the nearest Beastfolk Village is there."

Seraphina’s heart trembled.

She suddenly recalled when Wyatt Yardley was confronting Silas Shaw, Wyatt mentioned "will face punishment from The Beast King."

Silas Shaw’s panicked expression at that time was no act.

Silas Shaw was always arrogant and domineering.

But upon hearing "The Beast King," his face changed, even his gaze flickered.

That instinctive fear was no pretense.

And now, they were heading towards that place which even Silas Shaw dared not easily offend.

Isaac Vaughn had exhausted his energy to send them here, most likely planning it.

Heading towards the Beast Realm, no matter how crazy Silas Shaw was, he wouldn’t dare act under the Beast King’s watch.

So that’s it.

As long as they entered the Beast Realm’s territory, even if Silas Shaw had the guts, he’d weigh the consequences.

She clenched her fists, asking no more, just quietly followed behind Kaelan Hawthorne.

Kaelan glanced at her with the corner of his eye, his lips curling unconsciously.

This girl is smarter than he thought.

He initially considered her just a helpless outsider, needing guidance.

Yet, she managed to untangle the situation in such a short time, her sharpness far exceeding his expectations.

Whether Seraphina was imagining things or not, she always felt Kaelan’s steps were noticeably slower.

No longer like the morning when she had to jog to keep up.

Occasionally, he even stopped to wait for her to catch up.

As night fell, Kaelan halted under a towering ancient tree.