Chapter 199: Chapter 199: Beloved Dwelling

This space used to be her favorite place.

Quiet and elegant, every decoration was arranged by her own hands.

She stared at the torn curtains.

Suddenly, she felt that some things, once torn apart, could never be restored.

By rights, she should have suppressed this matter, turning a small issue into nothing.

But today she was irritable, really too tired to pretend to be generous.

She could have casually said, "Forget it."

Then let The Enforcers take them away, and calmly address it afterward.

This is the grace a Female Master should possess, a means to maintain family harmony.

Yet at this moment, she couldn’t muster a single ounce of patience.

She was tired, not just physically, but mentally exhausted.

Those things she had once tolerated and endured, now all surged up.

Why can’t these males ever learn to behave?

What’s wrong with Alza and Zane?

Why can’t they learn from their good sense?

Alza is steady, never competing, never making her worry.

Zane is considerate, knows his limits.

Even if emotional, he communicates privately.

They are the truly respectful males who preserve the family.

But the three here, one impulsive and irritable, one arrogant and self-important, one sullen and taciturn.

They never fought for her.

But rather for status, power, face.

She suddenly found it laughable that she once thought they could change.

Heath Langdon had always been obedient, so why did he lose control like this today?

Heath Langdon was her first accepted Beast Husband.

Usually meek and respectful, never talkative.

She once thought he was the most reliable one, even on certain nights.

But today, he was the first to strike, with a fierce gaze, brutal actions.

She looked at his slightly trembling hand, a wave of sorrow suddenly surged in her heart.

Maybe his "obedience" was never genuine.

Serves him right for being unlucky.

She thought coldly.

If he chose to lose control, he should bear the consequences.

She had the right to anger, to coldness, to choose not to tolerate anymore.

Evan Sinclair and Ethan Sinclair, she didn’t want to keep either.

These two names rolled over her tongue, carrying a cold hatred.

They were brothers but never united, only scheming against each other.

Competing for favor in front of her, plotting behind her back.

She had once tolerated them for being the offspring of her friend’s mother.

But now, the female who betrayed her had already tasted her own consequences.

Yet these two remained unrepentant.

In the past, family disputes could be smoothed over by elders. Now?

Completely torn apart, beyond remedy.

Once, family conflicts could be mediated by elders.

But this time was different.

They took action, damaged her space, and harmed her last bit of trust.

No excuses, no reasons, only naked provocation.

She wouldn’t find reasons for them, nor give them another chance.

The sons of the female who betrayed her.

Even if they became her husband, who could guarantee they wouldn’t oppose her for their mother one day?

She had once sincerely treated that female as a sister.

But the other joined outsiders, plotting against her, depriving her of resources, ruining her reputation.

Now, her sons became her Beast Husband, respectful on the surface, yet opposing her behind her back.

She dared not gamble again, nor trust again.

The blood bond, under the face of interests, was fragile and weak.

Caleb Shaw, she never expected anything from him.

But his indifferent and aloof attitude, cut deeply into her heart.

She never expected Caleb Shaw to speak up for her.

After all, he has his own positions and considerations.

But she didn’t expect him to be so cold.

Just now, his guards stood outside the courtyard, witnessing everything.

The kind of detachment more hurtful than quarrels, more cruel than betrayal.

Sleepless at night, she often awoke startled.

Isn’t it too unfair to herself to endure like this?

Tossing and turning in the deep night, the whispers from the past always ring in her ears.

Have I been exchanging tolerance for betrayal?

"Yes."

Heath Langdon shivered, his hand clenched until pale, daring not to argue.

He knew he was wrong.

Wrong for acting out, wrong for disappointing Selene Kane.

But he couldn’t explain, nor could he remedy it.

Evan Sinclair and Ethan Sinclair sneered, looking indifferent.

We did nothing wrong.

They stood in the corner, a mocking curve on their lips.

Evan Sinclair even raised his hand to adjust his collar, movements lazy.

Ethan Sinclair looked at Selene Kane with a scornful gaze.

Selene Kane raised her hand and pointed at the three of them.

"Take them all away, out of sight, out of mind."

Her finger pointed straight at the three men.

As these words fell, the air inside the room seemed to freeze for a moment.

She looked at the empty room, at the broken furniture.

And suddenly realized she regretted it.

Not regretting punishing them, but regretting why she took so long to make this decision.

She regretted repeatedly tolerating and compromising for the so-called "family wholeness".

Adam became a Law Enforcement Officer, relying not on might, but on absolute obedience to females.

This, he maintained for decades.

He wasn’t the strongest warrior, nor a powerful noble.

To him, females were the foundation of society.

No matter whether they are strong, they should be respected, protected.

This belief sustained him through countless stormy nights.

His memory was excellent, over the years, the males daring to defy females were scarce.

So, he remembered these three well.

These three had long been recorded in files.

Evan Sinclair once confronted a female instructor on the training ground.

Ethan Sinclair once openly questioned the Female Master’s decisions during resource allocation.

Though Heath Langdon was typically meek, he had several records of privately complaining.

This wasn’t their first time provoking rules, just previously, someone would suppress for them.

But this time, no one spoke up for them.

"Last time, Miss Kane halted the punishment, this time... will it be doubled?"

Adam tilted his head slightly, his tone still stable, yet carried some probing.

He remembered last time’s outcome.

Selene Kane chose to be lenient.

But this time, her gaze was entirely different.

The coldness and decisiveness made him realize some things would never return.

He asked this question, not as a challenge, but as confirmation.

Had she truly decided to settle the past completely?

Selene Kane’s heart tightened, her whole body shocked suddenly.

Darn it!

She only focused on driving them away but had completely forgotten ’Empathy’!

She felt nothing for Alza and Zane.

Especially Zane.

She heard he’d been fighting on the front line these days, injured multiple times.

She felt nothing at all, not a hint of pain or discomfort.

But it’s these guys always lounging about at home.

As soon as they made a fuss, her heart fluttered anxiously.

Something’s wrong, very wrong!

She shouted to the system loudly in her mind.

"Hey! Hey! Can you hear me? Can’t I really strike? Not even a slap?"

The system responded slowly, its tone so calm it was almost maddening.

"Yes, husband and wife, pain and itch related, it’s exclusive benefits, haven’t you always wanted intimate relationships?"

"Damn it!"