The Villainess Wants a Divorce:Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears-Chapter 93: Isaac Vaughn, Stop

This feeling of imminent loss made her heart feel a twinge of emptiness.

She frowned irritably, her mind in a whirl.

The thought moved her, and she entered the space.

Once inside, she was stunned.

She originally thought the space was as calm as when she had left it.

But the scene before her made her eyes widen.

The land she had cultivated with her own hands, the spring she tended to every day, had transformed completely.

The space was still large, but the Spiritual Spring Water near the spring had risen by nearly half!

The tomatoes she had planted earlier hung full of red fruit on the vines.

Clusters of purple-black grapes dangled, each plump and round.

Even the peppers she had just buried had sprouted sharp red fruits.

This growth speed had completely exceeded the normal range.

In the far corner, the thorny fruit tree actually had several durians covered in sharp spikes hanging from it!

Golden and bright, they looked ripe at first glance.

The fruit shell was golden, densely covered with hard spikes, emitting a rich fragrance.

These tropical fruits, which shouldn’t appear in this space, matured in a short time.

She was stunned for a few seconds and suddenly laughed.

In an instant, all the worries and awkwardness were thrown behind.

It turns out the kiss with Isaac Vaughn caused such a dramatic change in the space.

That bit of awkwardness from before was instantly washed away by surprise.

Seraphina Caldwell stared at the durians, her eyes unblinking.

In The Primal Age, eating durians is as rare as winning the lottery.

This fruit demands harsh growing conditions and few tribes managed to cultivate them.

Moreover, they are scarce, often served to the High Priest or tribe leaders as offerings.

Forget tasting them, many haven’t even glimpsed one in their lifetime.

Yet now these treasures were hidden within her space.

She must think of an excuse to take them out to satisfy her craving.

Otherwise, the craving will torment her into a sleepless night.

She reached out to touch the cluster of purple-glowing grapes, the skin still dusted with frost.

She leaned in to sniff them, a sweet scent burrowed into her nostrils.

The space upgraded so quickly, it seems like pleasing the antagonist really does have a miraculous effect...

She pondered silently.

The last time she kissed Isaac Vaughn, the space grew a little.

Kiss again, and it upgraded another level.

The effect was quick and evident, just like cheating.

Should she try kissing again?

The thought flickered, and she couldn’t resist feeling tempted.

Might the space expand even more?

Could it directly unlock a new area?

She could almost imagine the scene of the next wave of rewards.

But every good thing from the space needed to be sneaked out like a thief.

Hidden in her arms, avoiding the gaze of other Beast Husbands, left her frustrated.

She doesn’t want to live in perpetual fear.

Instead of holding back, she should break the contract sooner.

Find someone she’s genuinely compatible with and openly Bond.

Then tell him with a smile, "Hey, I have a space, it has everything, whatever you want, I’ll fetch it for you."

She could even imagine the surprised yet incredulous look on his face.

She needs to speed up the process to break the contract!

No more delays.

Seek more opportunities to let them drip blood and hasten the separation.

Only by truly escaping the contract can she control her own destiny.

After circling the space, she finally suppressed the thought of kissing more to level up.

Although it upgrades quickly, the risks are great too.

Being too intimate with the antagonist is too dangerous and could lead to losing herself.

Once emotions spiral out of control, reason takes a backseat.

And her greatest fear was unknowingly falling for Isaac Vaughn. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

That would be truly devastating.

Inside the room, the Beast Husband saw Seraphina Caldwell leaning motionlessly against Isaac Vaughn, assuming she was asleep.

Isaac Vaughn lowered his head to look at her, his gaze landed on her long eyelashes.

The dark spots on her face were originally terrifying and hideous.

Yet, under the firelight, they surprisingly softened slightly.

He gently leaned down and kissed her lips.

This time, longer and more urgent than before.

The kiss stirred emotions, pressing her gently against the thick Beast Skin.

His fingertips touched the hemp rope, and a cold voice cut through.

"Isaac Vaughn, stop."

Wyatt Yardley had turned around unbeknownst.

"Stay awake!"

"She’s asleep, doesn’t mean she consents to your touch. If you mess this up, when she wakes, she’ll hate you for life."

He saw clearly that Isaac Vaughn’s impulsiveness was suppressed.

Yet his lust surged forward.

Continue this way, and forceful Bonding might occur.

Once the Blood Covenant completes, Seraphina Caldwell could never escape Isaac Vaughn, even if she didn’t want to.

Isaac Vaughn’s hand suddenly stiffened.

He slowly turned to look at Wyatt Yardley, his eyes showing a hint of struggle.

Then he glimpsed Seraphina Caldwell’s slightly furrowed brow.

Did his actions hurt her earlier?

Even asleep, she frowned.

The heat in his eyes gradually ebbed away, leaving rationality strewn across the ground.

Ultimately, he slowly withdrew his hand.

He pulled her back into his arms, holding her tight.

This way, he suppressed the unrest within him.

Still, the fire in his chest hadn’t fully extinguished, only harshly pressed down.

Beside him, Gideon Larkin watched the scene.

His chest felt blocked like a stone, suffocating him.

He fixed his eyes on Isaac Vaughn’s arms wrapped around Seraphina Caldwell, his fingertips trembling slightly.

He recalled how Seraphina Caldwell argued fiercely with Caspian Sterling for Isaac Vaughn.

She stood before Isaac Vaughn, her eyes sharp, not backing down.

That scene shook his heart.

He had never seen her defend anyone like that.

He remembered her allowing Isaac Vaughn to hug and kiss her, without evading.

What if it were him the passionate one now... would she respond the same?

The thought made his chest ache, nearly bending him double.

Last night’s sudden kiss crashed into his mind without warning.

At that moment, Gideon Larkin almost believed he had gone mad.

Yet she didn’t resist, even slightly cuddling closer when he held her as they lay down.

That night, she lay quietly in his arms.

Gideon Larkin’s heartbeat quickened, his fingertips burning.

That warm feeling hadn’t yet dissipated.

Every detail of that night replayed endlessly in his mind.

Even in her dreams, she was quiet, like a gentle little beast.

Occasionally, she unconsciously nudged his neck, making his heart tingle.

He once believed such a proud, cold Beastkin Young Master like him could never feel moved by a Female Master.

Yet she silently breached his defenses.

Suddenly, he understood why so many Male Masters desperately sought to bond with a Female Master.

It turns out, holding her while sleeping truly comforts the heart.

Yet before the warmth even settled, reality poured icy cold water over him.

At dawn, as the sunlight crept into the tent, Seraphina Caldwell kneeled before him, focusing on the ritual to break the contract.

Seraphina Caldwell watched the slowly fading marks with undisguised joy in her eyes.

Gideon Larkin’s fists clenched tightly by his sides.

Just then, Seraphina Caldwell’s consciousness slowly withdrew from the mental space.

As she opened her eyes, she unexpectedly collided with Isaac Vaughn’s face.

Seraphina Caldwell’s heart skipped suddenly, her breath caught, she almost missed a beat.

This face was truly irritating.

He clearly despises her, despises her existence, despises everything about her.