Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 153

Chapter 153: Bad child.

Her reaction however was enough to confirm Phoebe’s words. At this rate, grandma Mayfair was all but done with Ruth.

She was a smoker, drinker, club goer, alcoholic, faked illnesses, a continually proven liar who also lied about everything she ever told them about Phoebe, a thief and on top of that, enacted public violence on innocent civilians to the point that they were extremely terrified of her, as if she was a terrorist.

Jennie’s mind was also blown away. She wrenched her arm away from Ruth, shooting a let down look. It was one thing after another, there were so many things about Ruth she didn’t know. Slowly, by slowly, they were being unveiled and all of them were ugly.

“I cannot believe this. Have you been going around beating up people even after your father and I lowered our heads to apologize on your behalf on seven different occasions? How long will make us trample on our honor in your defense? What is wrong with you? Are you truly the child i raised because i did not raise this person, i don’t know you at all.”

Dispirited, Jennie backed away from Ruth. truly she felt as if this was a stranger. Ruth was lost for words, she let out a small cry and run out of the store.

Motherly instinct that had been honed for over twenty years set in, pushing Jennie to react. She whirled around, and called out Ruth’s name.

Grandma Mayfair grabbed her arm and stopped her from taking any step further. “Let her go! That good for nothing cuckoo.”

The words which slipped out of her mouth in a moment of anger were loud enough for all the employees to hear. The old woman had just given them sweet gossip for later.

After those events, Phoebe was the only one in the mood to shop anything with David’s full indulgence and on his wallet. When they were done, Jennie apologized to the employees on Ruth’s behalf and even went ahead to heavily tip them. Additionally, she ordered them not to repeat their actions as they would tarnish the Mayfair. She felt ridiculous because Ruth had been busy burying it in the mud all along.

After the shopping was done, grandma Mayfair headed to the store, Jennie was very dispirited so she went to a spa.

Meanwhile Phoebe and David went on a short spontaneous date because she happened to be hungry.

While she filled her stomach to satisfaction, he warned her sternly about Ruth. They both knew that even a rabbit could bite when cornered and Ruth would surely be plotting vengeance. The sooner the Mayfairs denounced her as sent her packing like Ophelia, the better.

David’s eyebrows were pulled together because he was genuinely worried about her, if something happened to her newly found family because of her vendetta against Ruth, Phoebe would never forgive herself.

Phoebe watched him with observant eyes, this David was very different from the one she knew. He was more meticulous about situations and monitored Ruth’s movements vigilantly like he would a ticking time bomb. Was it the same back then but he just didn’t tell her?

She recalled a few occasions during their marriage when he told her not to hang out with Ruth and that she should not give her access to their apartment in Saxon tower but foolish as she was, Phoebe never listened.

She had defended Ruth, her best friend vehemently right until the day Ruth sent her to her death.

Things would be different now however, Phoebe was determined to see to it.

“You don’t have to worry about that, in this life i am going to be the weapon fashioned against Ruth that will prosper. She won’t win, not like she always did in the past. If i find myself losing the war, i will send a few ghosts to torment her until she runs crazy and we lock her up in a psych ward like she deserves. She is a psycho, a pure psycho.”

Phoebe spoke casually without thinking but what she didn’t know was that she had confirmed David’s suspicions that she had been reborn too. There were no more doubts in his mind about it.

How would she react if she knew that he had been reborn as well? How could he bring up the subject of their past and clarify all the misunderstandings they had?

That question remained on his mind for the rest of the day and it followed him when he closed his eyes to sleep that night.

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Very early on the morning of the following day, which was also the day of the state burial, Ruth returned home. The family was preparing to leave for the state burial grounds which were all the way opposite Salt lake. Medalham cemetery was the final resting home for all soldiers and presidents of Fog country.

It had a branch which was a large ship out in the sea, and some soldiers, were buried there. These ones however were going to be laid to rest on dry land.

Most of the Mayfairs were dressed and waiting for the slow movers when they saw Ruth sauntering into the house hesitantly.

Her hair was ruffled like she had been in a scuffle and her clothes wrinkled but no one asked about it or raised an alarm like they would have done in the past, not even Collin.

“Good morning.” She greeted everyone softly.

Her voice was smaller than the sound made by a mosquito at night.

“You are a grown woman so no one is going to lose a wink of sleep if you spend the night outside however it would only be courteous of you to let your mother know if you are not coming home.” Edward spoke in a stern tone.

Last night, Jennie had told him all that had transpired at the boutique. Edward had come to the conclusion that he had to put in place strong measures to control Ruth’s impolite and wild behaviors. He recalled so clearly the worry on his wife’s face about Ruth feeling as if she was unloved if they disciplined her so mercilessly. Obviously Ophelia’s words had struck some kind of nerve.

His response too had been firm because he didn’t want to lower his head ever again if Ruth created more trouble.

“If she doesn’t like the new rules, then she can move out, better still she can go find and live with her parents. She has to stop embarrassing us!!”

It was also inevitable for comparisons not to be made between the two girls. Phoebe was obviously better behaved, calmer, hardworking, smart, polite and more honest than Ruth.

His biological daughter embodied the traits of the Mayfairs even though she had not been raised by her rightful family. Ruth was more like the Gabriels, truly bringing the nature and nurture debate to an end in his mind. Ruth’s nature was bad….crooked, it was in her blood.

Ruth’s shoes slipped from her hand as she knelt on the floor, she had read the room. The Mayfairs were unhappy with her, she knew that they were aware of what she did at madame Boujee’s store.

“Father, mother, grandma and my brothers i am so sorry that I didn’t spend the night at home and made you worry, i slept at the Verdemont’s house. I am also sorry about what I did at the boutique. I have to admit that I hang out with the wrong crowd hence my behavior became crooked. In my defense what I did is what all the rich kids in my circle do so I thought that it was okay.” Ruth apologized and explained the cause of her impolite behavior.

If she had stopped at apologizing, they would soften their hearts but she tagged an excuse onto her behavior, thinking that they had not made inquiries about the matter. What they had discovered was worse than they imagined, it was not just Madam Boujee’s store, Ruth had pulled her entitled wealthy heiress act in other places as well.

“So you thought that it is okay to hurt other people because your friends do it? This isn’t the first case were you are humiliating people. Edward and I have paid off multiple people to silence them and stop them from pressing charges against you but that ends today. If you dare do something terrible to someone out there you better get ready to face the consequences.” Jennie spoke in a raised tone.