The Villainess's Heartthrob Script: I Can Talk to Animals

Chapter 59: Chapter 59: Animal Consultant

Renee Jennings hung up the phone, her slender brows furrowed. A worried look surfaced on her fair face. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Seeing that she was silent after the call, Rory asked curiously, "Renee, why are you so quiet?"

Niner stared at Renee Jennings’s face and was somehow able to read her emotions. "You look like you’re in a bad mood."

Renee Jennings put down her phone, her gaze sweeping over the big tigers before her. She sighed and said, "The head of Tiger Park called me. He said Sabin is hurting himself again."

Hearing this, the tiger brothers couldn’t help but complain.

"What’s Sabin freaking out about now?"

"That dumb little brother... This tiger doesn’t even know what to say about him!"

"..."

A slightly smaller tiger named Carter suggested, "Should we go ask Sabin what’s really wrong?"

Hearing this, Niner’s tiger eyes narrowed abruptly. He asked in surprise, "You mean... we should go show concern for Sabin?"

He was quick to put Renee’s lesson into practice.

"You’re brothers who live together. Surely you don’t want to see anything happen to Sabin," Renee said gently. "Rory heard Sabin say he was in pain last night. Maybe he’s physically unwell. I might be able to get the humans to help him."

The tiger brothers fell into deep thought.

Rory was the first to speak. "Then let’s go take a look. If that guy Sabin is fine and just throwing a fit on purpose, then this handsome tiger will have to beat him up!"

Niner agreed. "Fine, let’s go check. I might just have to add a swipe of my own to knock him out."

With the other tigers in agreement, Renee Jennings and the formidable group made their way into the tigers’ inner den.

When the tourists saw the tigers leaving, they all started shouting.

"Why are the tigers leaving? Don’t go!"

"Hey, I just started my livestream!"

"How do you buy a ticket for the ’ride a tiger’ attraction? I asked the staff, and they all said it doesn’t exist. So how did that woman get in?"

"..."

The tourists uploaded footage of Renee Jennings riding the tiger to the internet, instantly grabbing the attention of netizens. She was suddenly the center of attention.

Renee Jennings herself was completely unaware of this. At this moment, her mind was focused entirely on Sabin.

Before they even entered the inner den, they heard deafening tiger roars and dull thuds.

Inside the cold, hard iron-barred enclosure, Sabin roared in pain, repeatedly smashing his head against the unforgiving bars. The bars rattled and hummed from the impacts, as if wailing in sympathy for his suffering.

"Ahhh—it hurts—"

"Sabin!" Niner roared angrily. "You’re annoying this tiger to death!"

"Sabin, where does it hurt?" Carter moved closer to Sabin, but the moment he finished speaking, he was sent flying by a headbutt.

"THUD—"

Carter crashed to the ground, grimacing in pain. "Sabin, you’re crazy!"

Sabin’s actions instantly provoked the other tigers. Their ears perked up, their fur stood on end, and their large, round eyes glinted menacingly.

Niner shot a sidelong glance at Carter, then arched his back and pounced like an arrow loosed from a bow, viciously slamming Sabin into the cold iron bars.

Evan Griffin saw this and broke out in a nervous sweat.

’How did they end up fighting?’

His brow was tightly furrowed as he looked toward Renee Jennings on the tiger’s back, his eyes pleading for help.

"Hurts—" Sabin collapsed in front of the iron bars, his massive body slumped on the ground. Pitiful howls emerged from deep in his throat. He was gasping heavily, as if even breathing was difficult.

"Sabin, are you in a lot of pain right now?" Renee Jennings asked, looking at his weak state with eyes full of worry. "Rory, let me down."

But Rory was worried. "No way. What if this kid goes crazy and attacks you?"

’Carter is a perfect example.’

’Renee is so small; she can’t take a hit like that from Sabin.’

A gentle warmth spread through Renee Jennings’s heart.

She didn’t reject Rory’s concern. She said softly, "Then take me a little closer."

Rory stepped forward with steady paws, moving a bit closer to Sabin. It was as if even the surrounding air had become quiet and heavy.

"Sabin," Renee Jennings called his name, her tone gentle. "Where do you feel the pain? We’re very worried about you and really want to help."

"Ren...ee?" Sabin’s breathing was heavy, and his vision was growing blurry. He smelled a very pleasant scent, which seemed to belong to the human friend Rory was always going on about.

"It’s me." Renee Jennings was surprised he remembered her. She softened her voice even more. "Sabin, tell me where it hurts, okay?"

’Sabin is suffering so much, but I’m still sitting on Rory’s back. It feels wrong to help him from up here.’

Renee Jennings again asked Rory to let her down. "Sabin recognizes me. He probably won’t attack me."

Rory let out a warning roar, "If you dare bully Renee, this handsome tiger will bite you to death!"

Then, he slowly lowered himself, his belly pressed against the ground, to make it easier for Renee Jennings to jump down.

"Thank you, Rory." Renee Jennings reached out and patted his head, then cautiously approached Sabin. "Sabin, let me help you, okay?"

Sabin’s tiger eyes stared intently at her. The sharp glint in them gradually faded, his eyelids slowly drooped, and finally, his eyes closed.

Evan Griffin watched the scene, a complex mixture of nervousness and anticipation churning within him.

Just then, a staff member called him. A tourist was causing trouble in the viewing area, clamoring to see the tigers and demanding to ride one just like Renee Jennings.

Evan Griffin was so speechless he could have choked. He lowered his voice and said through gritted teeth, "Tell them Miss Jennings is an animal consultant we hired to solve the tigers’ health problems! If they keep making a scene, call the police!"

"Sabin, you keep saying it hurts, but where does it hurt?" Renee Jennings was now in front of Sabin.

Sabin let out a low growl from his throat. "Don’t know..."

Renee Jennings furrowed her pretty brows. This was proving difficult.

’Sabin doesn’t even know where he hurts!’

She pressed her lips together, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pressed on his abdomen. "Does it hurt here?"

Sabin: "No..."

Renee Jennings pressed several other spots, but Sabin said none of them hurt.

She thought for a moment, and her gaze fell on his four paws.

"Does this paw hurt?"

"No..."

"How about this one?"

"No..."

Renee Jennings took a deep breath. A thin layer of sweat beaded on her forehead. She was getting anxious. Frowning, she stared at his head. "If it’s not your body that hurts, is it your head?"

Sabin finally understood that Renee was trying to help him find the source of the pain.

He knew where it hurt, but he didn’t know how to describe it.

Renee Jennings raised her hand, preparing to touch Sabin’s head and ask if that was what hurt, when he suddenly opened his cavernous mouth without any warning. A thick, pungent odor washed over her like a tidal wave.

The tiger’s bad breath smelled like rotting minced meat. The stench was so strong Renee Jennings nearly suffocated, and her body began to tremble slightly.

Evan Griffin stared at the sharp fangs, his pupils contracting. His heart leaped into his throat.

The other tigers were also startled by Sabin’s action.