My five ghostly husbands
Ruby was a genius; however, she tragically passed away after falling from the fiftieth floor of her own company's building. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in an entirely different world. Have you ever heard about the Ghost World? I'm not referring to the world of deceased individuals, but rather a planet. Ruby was shocked when she woke up in the body of an twenty-year-old girl who was already married and had four ghostly husbands. Unfortunately, these husbands didn't love the original owner, and the original owner treated them poorly. The first husband leaned over with a sly smile on his face and said, "You think you can leave me, pretty wife? Nope! Once my eyes catch what I like, I will get it no matter what." The second husband angrily exclaimed, "I hate you, stupid witch! Don't leave me; your stupid husband loves you." The third husband innocently said, "Wife, I made my special soup for you," and proceeded to show bowls filled with blood. The fourth husband gently raised her chin and said, "Wife, I can't believe that with every passing second, minute, and hour, I'm falling for you even more." The fifth husband, who fell in love with her at first sight, looked at the camera and arrogantly smiled. "I fell in love with someone at first sight! Get ready to grab it; I'm throwing ten thousand gems to celebrate," he declared as the camera panned to a room filled with money and treasures. Ruby : "..." Please, someone, make me dead again. Warning: • Reserve Harem • 18+
Chapter 79 Tension
Her frail frame slumped back into her chair, and her old hands shook violently. She tried refreshing the screen again and again, her motions frantic, almost feverish, but the results didn't change. The message on the screen was clear: there was nothing left.
It felt like the ground beneath her had been pulled away. She clutched her chest, her breathing shallow, as panic threatened to overwhelm her. The entire office watched her with wide eyes.
"Ma'am, don't tell us you are joking..." one of the younger witches whispered, her face pale with fear.
"Why should I joke at a time like this? Look at the screen, everything is gone!" the old witch snapped, holding her head in stress. Her usually steady voice was trembling, betraying just how dire the situation was.
"What are we going to do now?" another voice quivered from the back.