10 Days Before the Diamond Moon Festival
Ruby woke up early and imdiately started searching for cupboard papers.
She needed them for her project, but after turning the house upside down, she realized she didn’t have any. She thought she had so that ca with her furniture.
She let out a frustrated sigh.
"Where am I supposed to find them now?"
Frowning, she decided to head to the market.
She spent hours wandering through different stalls, asking vendors, but none of the options were good enough. So were too thin, too flimsy, or ridiculously overpriced.
By the ti she returned ho, her frustration was obvious.
Milo, always attentive, noticed.
"Wife, what’s wrong?" he asked, tilting his head.
"I couldn’t find any good cupboard papers," Ruby muttered, tossing her bag onto the table. "I need them for sothing important."
Milo nodded seriously, taking in the information.
And, without Ruby knowing, he told Adrian about it.
The Next Day
When Ruby woke up, she went to the main room only to find a neat stack of cupboard papers sitting on the table.
She blinked in confusion.
"Where did these co from?"
Before she could think too much about it, Adrian walked in.
"You needed them, right?" he said casually, adjusting his sleeves.
Ruby looked at him, still processing. "Where did you get these?"
Adrian shrugged. "The place where I work had extras. They were useless, so I took them for you."
Ruby paused, staring at him.
She hadn’t expected him to go out of his way for her.
Her red eyes softened slightly.
"Thank you..." she said, her voice quieter than usual.
Adrian, for a mont, didn’t react.
Then he noticed the way she was looking at him.
Her sharp eyes slowly traced over his face, as if truly observing him for the first ti.
His dark eyes, frad by long lashes...
His sharp jawline and high cheekbones...
The soft morning light casting an almost unfair glow on his features, making him look effortlessly handso.
Ruby tilted her head slightly. "You’re not that bad, huh."
Adrian froze.
She’s checking out.
His ears turned red instantly.
Without another word, he spun around and walked straight to his room, shutting the door behind him.
!?
As Ruby held the cupboard papers, a thought suddenly struck her.
Wait... I just openly checked him out.
Her eyes widened slightly.
Oh god, Ruby... you’re becoming more and more shaless.
She quickly shook her head, trying to push the thought away.
"Focus. Work first."
Taking the cupboard papers with her, she also grabbed so robe pieces before heading to her room.
The cupboards were dium-sized, perfect for what she needed.
She sat on the floor, spreading out the materials, already forming a clear image in her mind.
With careful precision, she began cutting, folding, and assembling everything she needed.
Julian, on the other hand, was growing increasingly frustrated as he noticed his wife becoming more and more serious with each passing day.
He let out a slow, frustrated sigh.
At first, he had been excited.
That day, when Ruby told him she hadn’t cheated on him and pinned him against the wall, had been one of the hottest monts of his life.
He had felt closer to her than ever.
But now?
Now, she didn’t even spare him a glance.
She was always doing sothing.
Always running around, cutting papers, painting, sewing, asuring things, and muttering to herself like a madwitch.
She barely even sat down to eat properly.
What was she doing?!
Julian’s brows furrowed deeper.
He didn’t like it.
He didn’t like this weird distance that had suddenly ford between them.
And the worst part?
He had no idea what his wife was even working on.
Like every husband, Julian wanted to cuddle with his wife, kiss her, and feel her love.
But these days?
He barely even got close to her.
Ruby was too busy, always working on sothing, running around, cutting, painting, sewing, asuring— everything except spending ti with him.
It was driving him crazy.
The only ti he managed to sneak into her bed was in the na of "sleepwalking."
And even that was rare.
Why?
Because Brother Adi was a nace.
Every ti Julian tried to sneak into Ruby’s room, Adrian almost caught him.
And it wasn’t just Adrian—Milo too.
Milo had sharp instincts, and for so reason, he always woke up at the worst tis to drink water, forcing Julian to retreat before he could even lay a finger on his wife.
But Adrian?
Adrian was worse.
Sotis, Julian would catch Adrian watching him with a strange look.
A look that scread—"I know exactly what you’re trying to do."
And Julian, being shy, didn’t dare try anything in Adrian’s presence.
Which ant he was suffering.
Ruby was too busy.
Adrian was watching.
Milo was unpredictable.
And Julian?
He was left frustrated and touch-starved.
Julian had had enough.
If his wife was going to keep ignoring him, if Adrian was going to keep giving him weird looks, and if Milo was going to keep ruining his sneaky attempts—
Then it was ti to get help.
And who better to ask than Brother Kenji?
With renewed determination, Julian made his way to Angeline’s house.
When he knocked on the door, it was answered by Max, one of Angeline’s husbands.
Max greeted him with a charming smile. "Oh, Julian! What brings you here?"
Julian cleared his throat. "I ca to talk to Brother Kenji."
Max’s eyes twinkled with amusent, but he didn’t ask any questions.
"Kenji’s in his room," he said, stepping aside. "Go right ahead."
Julian nodded and walked through the familiar house, his feet taking him straight to Kenji’s room.
Standing in front of the door, he knocked.
"It’s , Julian."
There was a brief pause.
Then the door swung open.
Kenji stood there, his face surprised.
"Julian?" He blinked, looking at him up and down. "What are you doing here?"
Julian exhaled, his frustration clear on his face.
"Brother Kenji... I need your advice. Again."
Kenji raised an eyebrow.
And then his lips curled into a knowing smirk.
"Ah... so it’s about your wife again?"
—To be continued...🪄
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