Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 136

Chapter 136: From hot to hotter soup.

Back in Citrus city, someone was hoping that Phoebe would drop dead wherever she was. The person was none other than Ruth. Having had a terrible night she laid in her bed, ignoring the bright rays of the sun pouring through her window.

Her thoughts were whirling, coming up with all sorts of plots on how to get Phoebe disowned because getting her out of the house wasn’t going to be enough. She had realized that within the past few days that her family, with the exception of Collin had formed a strong bonds with Phoebe. Even for Collin, it was just a matter of time before he got swayed by Phoebe’s charm.

How could they abandon her in the sickly condition she was in to help Phoebe out at the dastardly cafe? What pained her the most was that Collin had mentioned that David was at the cafe too, he had received the news from their mother who called to know about her state of health.

A tear rolled down her cheek as she bit her bottom lip so hard she felt a metallic taste of blood in her mouth. Ruth was furious that David had come back from his business trip and run straight to Phoebe yet she had sent him dozens of messages letting him know that she was sick. He had left them on read without a response.

While she was throwing herself a pity party, Ophelia walked in and opened the curtains. The bright light pierced Ruth’s eyes forcing her to wince loudly, she threw a cushion at Ophelia who was already apologizing for forgetting to announce her arrival.

“You should get up now miss Ruth, at least pretend to be active and make your presence felt within the house. Your mother and grandma came back this morning at around six, they looked exhausted like they had been laboring the entire night. Your father and Andre weren’t with them and as for Luke, he came home briefly changed his clothes and left again.”

Ruth turned in bed and ignored Ophelia’s words totally as she cared less about pleasing Phoebe’s allies, especially her wicked grandma old lady Mayfair, the old woman had suddenly changed her attitude towards her. How could she berate her in front of that nobody pauper Phoebe? How dare she call her ungrateful? She was raised as the Mayfair heiress and it had been decided that she was still going to be a Mayfair so didn’t it mean that she had a say in how money was spent in the family?

She was more interested in what Ophelia was going to do to get Phoebe out of the house.

“You said that i can rely on you on getting that weasel out of here, why then haven’t you made a move?” Ruth glared at her.

To her surprise, Ophelia smiled. “Oh dear miss Ruthie, I have to be strategic about this. I have already made my move and your mother will never forgive her once she finds out what Phoebe has done.”

Ruth’s eyebrows shot up as her interest in the matter piqued. “Tell me, what your plan?”

Ophelia clicked her tongue continuously. “No-no-no, you have to react naturally. So you’ll have to wait to find out when everyone does. Master Collin wants to know if you’ll be joining him for breakfast.”

Using her fingers, Ruth dismissed the suggestion. “Why would I spend time with that good for nothing idiot, tell him that i am on a hunger strike or something like that. He thinks that i have not seen his attitude towards Phoebe softening.”

Ophelia laughed and left the room, shortly after Collin knocked and walked into the room with a wooden serving tray.

“Sister, princess Ruth, I heard that you are starving yourself so I brought your favorite vegetable porridge and some delicious meat pies which you will not be able to resist.” Collin placed the tray on the side table besides the bed.

Like the terrific actress that she was, Ruth began to sob. “Brother, no one cares for me anymore, they are all on Phoebe’s side now. Can you believe that grandma scolded me like that? She had never done that before and mother and father just watched her do it.” Tears continued to sprout out of her eyes. “They didn’t come home last night even though i am gravely ill. My heart is so broken Collin, i feel so alone.”

He put the tray down and sat down beside her. She threw herself onto his chest and clung onto him quickly.

Collin patted her shoulder. “You have me to fall back on, no matter what happens you are my Ruthie, don’t forget that. As for grandma she was kind of right, you reacted impolitely, it’s not your place to advise our parents on how they should spend their money. You need to control your emotions Ruth, Phoebe is here now and she’s not leaving. You should accept that.”

‘Stay!, stay where? That bitch has to go because this is my family not hers.’ She thought.

Ruth had no idea how to react to her brother’s words, she couldn’t tell whether he was comforting her or rebuking her. She had been expecting him to comfort her and simply agree with him, not give unnecessary advise.

Either way she smiled softly, Collin was her backup plan and the only person in the Mayfair family that she could use as she had him firmly wrapped around her fingers. It was best to play smart and look at the big picture.

“You are right brother, i could have handled the situation better. I will apologize to our parents and Phoebe later, this situation will never occur again.”

Her perfunctory pretentious answer satisfied Collin and he stayed, accompanying her through breakfast before leaving for work at the company.

At around nine o’clock as Ruth was relaxing in the living room reading through a magazine with her feet dancing, when Oman their butler announced the arrival of a Mr. Saxon.

She jumped up to her feet in delight but the broad welcoming smile on her face quickly fell when Dickson came forth and not David as she wished.

He smiled mockingly and knowingly after seeing that look of disappointment on her face.

“Why are you here?” She rudely asked as she slept back on the white chaise lounge sofa.

Dickson had come to find out the identity of the real Mayfair heiress, his spy was still adamant to reveal that part. He also didn’t plan on revealing this truth to Ruth as it had not been made public.

“You my dear,” he smiled, “You were released from the hospital so i came to check on you. Oh and I heard a rumor that there is a new family member living here, its only courteous that I make acquaintance.”

He looked around curiously, hoping to catch a glimpse of the true Mayfair heiress before deciding which of the two women he would choose.

His words compelled Ruth to sit up quickly. She couldn’t believe that rumors had began to circulate already. Nevertheless, she had no plans to confirm the rumors.

“Oh! Her? She’s my long distant cousin that came from the countryside. Don’t trouble yourself making her acquaintance as she is a bumpkin anyway.” Her face folded to form a disgusted expression.

Before Dickson could respond grandma Mayfair came out of nowhere.

“That’s a big fat lie, Phoebe is my real grand child, how dare you have the audacity to tell such a lie Ruth? Is that what you think of your sister?”