The Villainess Wants a Divorce: Beast Husbands Regret It to Tears Chapter 122: The Rainy Season Approaching?

If traveling at night, a slight mistake could cause you to slip down the steep slope and fall off a cliff.

The heavy rain makes the forest restless.

Beasts that usually hide beco especially fierce during the rainy season.

To compete for a dry shelter, they often take the initiative to attack the Beastfolk.

What scares her even more is herself.

At that ti, if the Contract is not broken, she might lose control and pounce on one of the Beast Husbands, doing sothing irreparable.

But she wasn’t ready for anything.

"Isaac, it’s raining."

She raised her hand and wiped the water off her face.

Isaac imdiately lifted his hand, and a faint blue light appeared at his fingertips.

He spread his five fingers, and a barrier swiftly unfolded, enveloping the two of them.

Rain drops hit the barrier and could no longer approach them.

"This way you won’t get wet, take your ti, don’t rush."

But Seraphina couldn’t keep washing.

She wiped her face frantically, grabbed the Beast Skin Skirt on the shore, and hurriedly put it on.

When she walked back to him, her fingers were still trembling.

"Isaac... Does this rain an the rainy season is here?"

She stared at Isaac intensely.

"Hard to say."

He put away the barrier, bent down to pick her up, and walked ashore.

"We’ll ask Evan later, he’s the Priest and knows more."

He whispered.

The Beast Husbands on the shore also noticed the rain, and as she ca out, they all gathered around.

They all could sense the change in climate and understood what it ant.

As soon as Seraphina landed, she rushed directly to Evan.

"Evan, is the rainy season here?"

Evan looked up at the sky.

"It’s not the real rainy season, it’s the ’pre-rain’, it’ll stop after a while."

Seraphina let out a sigh of relief.

Her legs softened, almost unable to stand.

But Evan’s gaze didn’t move away, quietly watching her.

"Are you... afraid of the rainy season?"

She nodded.

"The road’s too slippery, too many beasts... I’m afraid we won’t find Dad."

Those three reasons are true, and she’s able to voice them.

She doesn’t want others to know about her inner fear.

About arousal, about losing control.

What she didn’t say was that she feared that before breaking the Contract, she wouldn’t endure it.

She’s been through that tornt once.

She doesn’t dare imagine if it happens again, with all Beast Husbands around her, whether she could maintain the last shred of sanity.

Though the rain wasn’t heavy, the sky was starting to drip continuously.

This is just a precursor, the real storm seems to be close.

The rainy season is likely just a few days away.

Seraphina looked up at Evan.

"Can you calculate how many days until the rainy season really arrives?"

She needed ti to arrange her next steps.

Evan moved his fingertips, and a wisp of pale golden air swirled halfway in the air before quickly retracting.

"Within three to five days, it’ll surely arrive."

He paused, glanced at the drizzling rain.

"This rain will likely continue until sunset."

Seraphina’s heart tightened.

She looked down at the muddy path under her feet, which had barely been passable.

If this keeps going, it’ll soon beco a swamp.

The road taken today would be in vain.

Every step of the trek consus strength, and wasted ti can’t be recovered.

Wait for the rain to stop?

Then all the ti for travel would be lost.

If the rainy season cos in three to five days, the mountain roads will be muddy and impassable, utterly difficult to cross.

And the task on her shoulders cannot be delayed, not for a mont.

Seraphina instinctively turned her head, looking at Wyatt.

She herself found it strange.

Five n beside her, all fierce and cold-blooded villains in the novel.

But when it cos to making decisions, her gaze always unconsciously drifts to him.

As if as long as he’s there, all problems have answers.

Only he can calmly weigh pros and cons, thodically make judgnts.

The others naturally follow his lead.

Wyatt t her gaze.

He followed her sight and glanced at the blurry path in the distance.

"The rain isn’t heavy now, it’s not harmful to walk. If you wait until night falls, the road will be slippery, muddy, visibility poor, and dangerous. Better to go a bit further while you can still see clearly. Find shelter at dusk for safety."

He stopped for a mont, his gaze sweeping over the other n.

"Skip lunch, eat a few wild fruits to keep going. Saves ti and strength. When we reach a place, roast at for a hot al, not urgent."

Seraphina breathed a sigh of relief.

She understood Wyatt’s decision was right.

Traveling now is better than waiting idly; even going ten miles further is progress.

But when she saw the wild fruits clutch in the n’s hands, her brow subtly furrowed.

Those fruits are small and sour, barely filling but not enough to support their high-energy consumption while traveling.

She herself can manage with wild fruits, having grown accustod to frugal living before her journey.

But these n, daily bearing heavy loads, crossing mountains, consuming trendous strength.

Can a re bit of fruit support them?

If they encounter beasts on the road, lacking energy even to flee, it would be disastrous.

She thought about taking out the at from her space but feared revealing her secrets.

Space is her greatest reliance and most guarded secret.

If detected, she’d be in great danger.

She slid her hand into the bag, discreetly taking out chunks of raw at from her space.

And nimbly added a few sweet potatoes and red fruits.

She handed the bag to Wyatt.

"Jasper secretly hid at at the bottom of the fruits he gave, and I just found it. You guys can share; it’s better than just gnawing on fruits. Save so strength for the journey."

Wyatt took the bag, his fingers touching the piece of raw at.

Jasper... slipped in at?

He glanced inside the bag, seeing the quantity clearly.

Not just one piece but several large ones, enough to support a day’s energy.

The combination of sweet potatoes and red fruit also appears carefully arranged.

He didn’t question further, just lightly nodded.

"Got it, thanks for discovering."

Jasper, would he really do that?

He asked, "Want to roast a piece for you?"

Seraphina hurriedly shook her head, her hand making a gentle gesture in the air.

"No need, really no need. I love fruits; the sll of at makes feel queasy. I’m not used to eating it."

Wyatt’s eyes darkened slightly.

She doesn’t eat but let the whole piece of at go?

Didn’t she say she doesn’t like it?

Then why during sharing did she push the only at towards them?

Though just acquainted, her every action seed considerate of others.

He furtively glanced at Seraphina.

She was focused on peeling a blue-red wild fruit.

Seeing her like this, he didn’t pry further.

Just quietly lowered his head, carefully tearing the roast Beast Skin at into small pieces.

He first handed two pieces to Gideon and Isaac.

"Catch."

Gideon grinned, grabbed the at, and took a big bite.

"Delicious! The at’s perfectly roasted, crispy outside and tender inside, not greasy at all. This guy is quite generous, even prepared at!"

Isaac took the small piece but didn’t imdiately eat it.

He pinched it, brought it close to his nose, and sniffed it.

Strange, this at has no fishy sll, instead carrying a hint of sweet aroma.