The Female Ugly Ghost Has 5 Handsome Husbands? Chapter 11
For the next few months, the five husbands continue to visit their families, trying to persuade them to help, while Violeta struggles to learn how to live with all of them. She has never felt anything like this before. For five years, she’d been alone, burying everything deep inside. Now, suddenly adding five husbands into her life feels overwhelming.
On this day, Lucien returns to the island with a girl. She has a narrow face, high, well-defined cheekbones, and a small, pointed chin. Rather than frightened, she looks excited, her eyes roaming the island with open curiosity.
Violeta looks up, raising an eyebrow.
“Oh? A secret lover, Lucien? I thought you were loyal to Violeta,” Sterling says sharply.
“I am. She’s my sister,” Lucien replies calmly.
“Hi, I’m Aurora, Lucien’s sister,” the girl greets them brightly.
“Why are you bringing her here?” Okeana asks. “I thought we were only asking our families to help Violeta.”
“It’s not Lucien’s fault. I insisted on coming,” Aurora says, nodding toward Violeta. “I wanted to see how his living with the ‘rumored ghost‘ goes,” She tilts her head, studying Violeta. “So you must be the ghost. You’re prettier than I expected. No wonder Lucien wants to help you,” she smirks.
Violeta’s mouth twitches, unexpectedly warmed by the compliment.
“…Sis,” Lucien mutters, his cheeks turning pink as he tries to stop her.
“I hope my brother hasn’t been bothering you,” Aurora continues, glancing at him. “He’s not very talkative, and he has no idea what love is.”
“Oh—no, not at all,” Violeta replies, slightly caught off guard by the sudden apology. “Lucien is very capable. He’s helped me a lot.”
“Perfect!” Aurora claps lightly. “Can I look around? Your home is beautiful. Oh, that window is amazing!”
Without waiting for an answer, she dashes off to explore the island, leaving Lucien standing there in embarrassment.
“Well, what a surprise,” Alarika remarks.
“Your sister is nothing like you,” Aurelius adds.
“Yeah… she’s always been like that,” Lucien says with a small shrug. Then he looks at Violeta, a hint of hesitation in his eyes. “Lettie… do you mind?”
“Huh? No, not at all.” Violeta snaps out of her thoughts and reassures him.
“Are you tired?” Alarika asks gently, brushing a hand over her hair. “You seem distracted.”
Violeta yawns. “I’m fine. I just need more sleep.”
After saying goodbye, she returns to her house.
When Violeta wakes, night has already fallen. A knock sounds at the door, and Aurora slips inside as soon as it opens.
“Hey, talking with the boys is too boring,” she says, flopping onto the bed. “You’re the only other girl here, so we should talk.”
“Um… what do you want to know?” Violeta asks cautiously.
“The day Lucien came to me and begged me to persuade our father to help you, I was shocked,” Aurora begins. “He tried so hard to convince me you were nothing like the rumors.”
She pauses, her expression softening slightly.
“When I first heard he was going to leave and marry you, I was furious. I couldn’t understand why my father would allow his son to live with a ghost. But he just said, ‘She is the ghost. If we don’t appease her, there will be consequences.’”
Violeta remains silent.