Selene Kane nearly jumped up, her temples throbbing.

She was truly too lazy to argue with this damn system any further.

What’s the use of making such cold remarks now?

"Then why didn’t you empathize when I was giving birth? I was in so much pain I was dying, where were they? Sleeping?"

The system replied with great justification.

"Because the system had long provided you with a painless childbirth function, there’s no need for the Beast Husband to feel pain for you~ It’s all for your comfort."

"So the pain was just something I deserved, right?"

Selene sneered, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

She almost couldn’t maintain her composure.

"You mean, I have to suffer, while they get to relax? What kind of marriage is this? What kind of mutual hardship sharing is this?"

"If they were in pain, I could be spared; but when I’m in pain, they remain unscathed, and you call that a benefit?"

Her anger grew as she spoke, her chest heaving violently.

"Fine, I won’t live anymore, I’ll die right now, let’s see how you complete the task!"

The system was silent for a moment, then sighed lightly.

"Host, you’re always getting worked up, emotional fluctuations aren’t good for your health."

"If you don’t want the empathy, just turn it off, alright? Functions are fixed, but people are flexible."

Selene was stunned.

"Last time, when Caleb self-harmed, the system automatically blocked my pain, remember? It shows that this mode can be adjusted."

Selene: ???

She stood there, dumbfounded, her mind going blank.

"Do you... do you have an instruction manual?"

Her voice trembled, hardly believing she had asked such a question.

"The childbirth page is written like a textbook, clear steps, illustrated. What about the other functions? All blank! Not a single word!"

"Is it playing hide and seek? During the war, it could’ve been a qualified undercover agent! Disappearing every other day, only to suddenly pop up to say something useless in a critical moment!"

Selene was completely out of patience, so angry she wanted to throw things, yet afraid of hurting herself.

It seemed useless, but at crucial moments, it could still come in handy.

Like the painless childbirth and automatic pain blocking.

But saying it was useful, it really put her in frustrating situations.

It always caught her off guard at critical moments.

She stood there, taking deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down.

Then, she raised her hand, decisively opened the system panel, and swiped her finger.

"Shared Mode, off."

The screen flickered, and a notification sounded.

"Empathy link disconnected, the host will no longer perceive spouse pain."

She kept a cold face, her voice flat and emotionless.

"Adam, take them all away."

"Urgent processing, execute immediately."

Anyway, those males are thick-skinned, can’t be beaten to death.

The more she thought about it, the more she found it both suffocating and ridiculous.

The original owner used to beat them every day, slam doors and dishes, brandishing things to chase them down.

Now that her temper had subdued, advocating civilized communication.

And they took advantage, starting to test her boundaries.

Stop overthinking it, she wasn’t here for love.

Indulge them?

No time for that.

She had her own mission to complete, her own path to walk.

Heath Langdon stood there, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his hands.

"The Female Master is right... I’m wrong, I deserve punishment."

The Enforcers glanced at him, didn’t ask much, nor did they trouble him.

With a click, cold handcuffs locked around his wrists.

He stood rigidly upright, even being led away, he didn’t bend in the slightest.

Bowing his head, his jawline was taut.

His side profile appeared particularly lonely and desolate.

But Selene was not the kind to be soft-hearted.

She wasn’t someone who acts on emotions.

Moreover, by this time, her heart had already built towering walls.

She didn’t even lift her eyelid, directly pointing at the pair of twins.

"These two, take them along too."

She did not look at them, nor did she plan to say a single extra word.

Ethan Sinclair jumped up, almost hitting the ceiling.

His face was full of shock, his earlobes turned bright red.

"We just got back! You’re already sending us away? Don’t you know how ruthless they are?!"

"You know what those people are like over there! They’ll whip people, lock them up in confinement, make them kneel all night! We just left for a few days? You’re that eager to push us out?!"

Selene nodded: "Yes."

"I know they beat people, and I know they punish disobedient Beast Husbands."

As she spoke, she finally turned her head slightly, her gaze lightly sweeping over Ethan’s face.

"If it didn’t hurt, would she need someone else to do it?"

Ethan was so furious he almost passed out.

This female, how can her heart be this hard?

He froze in place.

Why?

"Fine, we’ll go! You wait, don’t come begging us to come back!"

He sharply turned his head, shoulders trembling violently.

"The way you treat me, you’re a heartless Female Master! I really regret marrying you."

Once out, the air seemed to freeze instantly.

His eyes were filled with regret, staring tightly at Selene.

Hoping she would retort, that she’d scold him.

Even if she beat him, just don’t look at him with such cold indifference.

"Female Master, I didn’t mean it..."

His voice softened suddenly.

"I don’t regret it! Really, I don’t!"

He desperately denied it, his voice trembling so much it was almost incoherent.

"Female Master, I’m still young, I don’t understand anything, don’t treat me like this... I’m scared, really scared. I beg you, treat me a little better, will you?"

His fingertip almost touched the hem of her sleeve.

Selene gently moved aside, avoiding his hand.

She stepped back half a step, creating a distance between them, her expression remained calm.

"I’m not much older than you."

In truth, she was far older than him, from soul to experiences, greatly surpassing this still naive youth.

But the original body was not much older, also only eighteen when she was arranged to marry Caleb.

At that time she was just an orphan who had just tested for Advanced Spiritual Power, without background, without support.

Living in such a large house, with such excellent Beast Husband by her side, how could she not panic?

She would wake up in fright every night.

Dreaming of being driven out of the villa, laughed at by everyone.

But no one taught her how to be a Female Master, nor did anyone speak to her gently.

The servants were outwardly respectful, yet gossiping behind her back.

The elders watched coldly, waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

She could only learn by herself, endure bit by bit, hiding her gentleness within her bones.

Her gaze, increasingly cold.

Because she knew, once soft-hearted, she’d be trampled into the mud.

Ethan was nearly crushed by this silence.

"Female Master, you used to like us best..."

He looked up at her, his eyes filled with confusion and pain.

Were all those past tenderness fake?

Selene sighed lightly.

"People, they all change."

She looked at the darkening sky outside the window, her tone softened slightly.

But reality kept telling her, weaklings don’t deserve warmth.

"If you don’t want to go with them, that’s fine."

Evan Sinclair suddenly looked up, his eyes instantly lighting up.

His eyes fixed on Selene, lips slightly parted.

Has the Female Master softened?

They really knew their mistake, they could change!

Yesterday, he secretly learned from the steward how to make calming tea, how to tidy up the house.

Heath said, staying together with a female partner isn’t just for having kids.

It’s because of love, that’s why they get close to each other.