My five ghostly husbands-Chapter 243 Some people can’t stand others happines

Back in their hotel room, the warm golden light from the window softened the tension

They were all gathered in the small living area, sitting cross-legged on cushions and low sofas. A teapot gently steamed on the table. Julian sat wrapped in a soft blanket Ruby had given him, still pale, but calmer now.

Karl wasn’t taking it well.

"I seriously don’t understand!" he growled, flopping back onto the couch and pointing an accusing finger at Ruby. "Why did he try to frame Jule?! We don’t even know him! Just because he liked you at first sight, he thinks it’s okay to pull a whole drama show and ruin Jule’s life?!"

Ruby blinked.

"...Why are you glaring at me?"

Karl crossed his arms. "Because you’re the reason everyone keeps falling in love and going crazy!"

Ruby stared. "That is not my fault."

Karl pointed harder. "It’s your face."

Ruby sighed and picked up her tea.

Julian let out a small, tired chuckle and somehow, that little sound made the everyone feel lighter.

Milo scooted closer to Julian, holding a warm mug with both hands like a child offering cocoa. "You’re not allowed to sas anymore, okay?" he whispered. "Or I’ll sad too."

Julian gave him a soft smile. "Okay..."

The room fell quiet again.

And then, from where he sat leaning near the window, Adrian finally spoke.

"...Some people can’t stand others happiness."

Everyone turned to look at him.

He blinked, then looked away awkwardly, eyes fixed on a decorative vase like it had just become the most interesting object in the world.

Karl narrowed his eyes. "Did you just say something poetic?!"

Adrian sipped his tea in silence.

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The sun had dipped low, casting a soft orange glow across the sky as evening settled in. After everything that had happened, Ruby knew they needed rest—especially Julian.

She had planned to take them to the beach and gardens but now she decided it could wait. Two more days. She’d take them after her car arrived, when everything felt calmer.

For now, they needed to go home.

Ruby flagged down a local ride service, an old wooden sky-cart powered by quiet hoverstones, its top open to the cool evening breeze. She turned to her husbands, her voice gentle. "Go on, sit inside. I’ll be back in a minute."

The boys climbed into the cart one by one, Julian leaning gently against Milo, who immediately shifted to support him without a word.

Ruby walked quickly to a nearby corner shop. She picked out a bottle of cold mineral water, some soft buttery biscuits, a pack of herbal snacks, and a small box of chocolate squares. frёewebηovel.cѳm

She returned to the cart, and the moment she stepped in, four pairs of eyes turned to her like curious little animals waiting for food.

She smiled softly and passed out the goodies.

Milo’s eyes sparkled, and he immediately unwrapped the chocolate with both hands before offering one piece to the driver with a grin. "Want some?"

The old driver witch chuckled and patted his head. "No thanks, young master. But that’s kind of you."

Julian quietly nibbled on a biscuit, his shoulders a little more relaxed now. Adrian held the snack without speaking but didn’t say no. Karl took his chocolate like it was a prize for surviving emotional damage.

As the cart lifted and glided smoothly through the quiet night skies, Ruby leaned back and exhaled slowly.

They weren’t home yet, but her heart was lighter.

When they reached their town, the streets were quiet, stars blinking above.

Before heading home, Ruby stopped by a local restaurant, bought hot meal parcels, and handed them over to milo.

"Let’s eat at home, okay?" she said.

By the time they reached home, the sky was dark red.

Each of them freshened up one by one...Adrian went first, always quick and efficient, followed by Karl, who complained about how emotionally exhausting the day had been. Milo tried to bring a sponge into the dining room until Ruby gently pulled him back. And Julian, still a little pale, washed his hands and face quietly, his movements slow but steady.

Soon, the five of them gathered for a meal.

Ruby unpacked the hot meal parcels she had bought on the way. Soft steamed bread, spiced lentil dumplings, buttery rolls, and vegetable curry filled the air with comforting warmth.

Milo sat beside Ruby, swinging his legs and mumbling between bites, "Today was weird... but wife’s chocolate made it okay."

Karl was already halfway through his food and pointed with his spoon. "I think I should start charging emotional damage fees."

Ruby raised a brow. "Should I charge for feeding you then?"

Karl went quiet.

Julian smiled a little, and Ruby noticed the pink returning to his cheeks.

Adrian who rarely commented paused after tasting the food and simply said, "...This is good."

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The next morning unfolded calmly.

Adrian left early, dressed in clean robes, his posture as straight as ever as he quietly told Ruby, "I’ll be back before evening." She nodded and saw him off with a soft "Take care."

After breakfast, Ruby headed to her company.

Ruby greeted a few familiar faces and paused here and there to check progress. Everyone was busy and it made her heart feel steady.

She sat down, opened her sketchbook and began working on some robe designs, adjusting patterns, layering fabrics in her mind. Then, she switched to a set of font drafts, carefully editing lines she’d created by hand.

Once I buy a computer, she thought, I’ll release these myself.

Then—

Knock knock.

She didn’t look up.

"Yes?" she called, eyes still on her paper.

The door creaked open.

"Miss Ruby?" a soft voice said.

She glanced up.

It was a young ghost, one of the newer hires...a pretty boy with pale silver hair and delicate features. He stepped in, holding a sketch page, his fingers nervously crumpling the corner.

"I don’t understand this part of the design," he said, stepping closer and pointing shyly.

Ruby waved him in without much thought. "Come here. I’ll show you."

He walked over and bent slightly as she explained the flow of the lines, how the pattern linked to the embroidery thread.

He leaned in just a bit more.

"Sorry," he whispered. "I can’t hear well... can I come a little closer?"

Ruby, still focused on the drawing, gave a distracted nod. "Sure."

He stepped right beside her now, so close she could smell the faint lavender oil from his sleeves.

"Do you understand now?" she asked, finishing her explanation and turning her eyes up briefly.

"Yes," he said, smiling. "Thank you, Miss Ruby."

But then his hand moved slightly, tapping another corner of the page.

"But... I don’t understand this part too..."

Ruby raised an eyebrow.

—To be continued...🪄

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