Villainess is being pampered by her beast husbands

Veer turned his head slowly to face the bull, eyes gleaming with mock patience.

"Sweetheart," he said, voice dripping with faux sympathy, "did you see what I’ve had to deal with because of you? First Mammotha, now this dumbass bull."

He dragged out the last words, sounding like a spoiled kid who didn’t get his way.

Kaya just rolled her eyes at him—no words needed.

The bull, freshly ignored and clearly irritated, snapped,

"Who the hell are you calling dumbass?"

Veer smiled, unbothered, and stepped forward, his hand lightly patting the bull’s collar like he was calming a wild animal.

"Come on, man," Veer said, grinning. "Relax, relax. You’re a dumbass, but what can we do?"

Suddenly, the bull’s patience snapped.

With a rough shove, he pushed Veer hard to the side.

Veer stumbled and fell to the ground, his hands hitting the dirt to steady himself.

Without missing a beat, he glanced up at Kaya and called out,