Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 170

Chapter 170: Poison in the tonic.

Monday morning came and Phoebe woke up late and hung over. She, grandma Mayfair and Jennie stayed back in the living room after everyone left discussing different things over three bottles of wine which they drained.

First among the things they discussed was the fact that Collin had surprised her with a diamond necklace more expensive than the cars her brothers had bought her. Phoebe had really been taken aback. Collin had not added any sweet words but he just handed her the navy blue box and disappeared to his room before she could even thank him.

Phoebe could have sworn that she had seen a little blush on his face when he was escaping. It was quite adorable to watch.

“He’s so sweet when he wants to be.” Jennie lightly touched the necklace.

Then, grandma Mayfair narrated everything about Collin and his girlfriend that she had overheard. Jennie had been the most displeased about the issue and she was glad that she saw Phoebe’s thoughts and stopped pressuring him.

“Sometimes I feel like my boys are cursed, why else are they still single at that age, none of them has ever brought a woman home and when Collin finally did she is a whore.” Jennie let out a frustrated sigh.

They were sipping on wine, now on the third bottle to be precise and they were quite tipsy. Jennie had even slurred over her words slightly while Phoebe was struck with occasional hiccups.

Grandma Mayfair dismissed her worries. “Oh come on, they will marry when they like. Good thing their sister here is the most famous witch in the city so she will tell us if they get good people.”

Calling Phoebe a witch elicited laughter from all of them especially Phoebe who mentioned that if she was a witch then she would have turned Ruth into a stone.

“A warthog is better, she would at least be of use to someone that way.” Grandma Mayfair continued to laugh.

Phoebe cleared her hoarse throat and looked at her mother. She expected her to be unhappy with the jokes, maybe that’s why she was drinking so much. She had certainly downed more wine than her and grandma Mayfair.

“Mother are you sure that you are okay with Ruth being kicked out?” Phoebe had asked.

Jennie had shrugged. “I don’t know what it is but I support Edward. The moment I heard that she tried to kidnap you, i stopped commiserating. Ruth cannot be changed, she will always use her illness to manipulate us. I thought she would be grateful to us for raising her and be kind to my daughter but she had ill feelings towards you instead. Someone like that cannot be kept at our home.”

She clenched her chest, burped loudly and fell back in the sofa. The next thing they knew she was snoring in a way that she would find embarrassing normally. Phoebe and grandma Mayfair had continued to talk as they drowned themselves in wine to the point where Phoebe couldn’t tell left from right and she could not even take proper steps.

She had no idea how she got to her room but she guessed somebody had carried her.

“Ouch my head.” Phoebe rubbed her temples with her fingers.

The Saxon spirit was already waiting with hungover tonic it had made from inside the magic space.

“Tsk, tsk, you know that you make stupid decisions when you get drunk and yet you gouged yourself on alcohol anyway. It was a an excellent way of bonding with your mother and grandmother but take it easy next time. You should also finish off Ruth and move on. Being sent out of this house is not a permanent solution.”

Phoebe drunk the hungover tonic in one go while pinching her nose. The taste was quite bitter so she quickly put a sweet candy in her mouth to obscure the taste.

“I know that very well and I have long prepared a life long gift for her.” Being chased out of the rich family was simply too small of a punishment for a woman that owed her four lives.

Phoebe freshened up and went down stairs straight to the dining room. Everybody was there already, even Jennie and grandma, two people she thought would sleep in after all that drinking.

“Good morning family, i thought that most of you would be at work by now.” She smiled at her father and brothers.

“How could I just leave knowing that the three most important women in my life drunk themselves silly last night. Imagine the shock on my face when I came down looking for my wife only to see the three of you snoring in the living room.” Edward spoke warmly, he wasn’t mad in fact he was glad that they were bonding.

“So I missed out on the after party ha?” Andre teased. “Father called us to lift you to your rooms, tsk tsk, Pheebs, you are actually heavier than you look.

Phoebe glared playfully at Andre as the rest of the family laughed lightly. She then offered her mother and grandma much more effective hungover tonics than the soup than they were drinking.

Jennie was wearing big black sunglasses because her eyes hurt if she so much as looked into the bright light, however grandma Mayfair seemed unaffected, which was surprising given her age. None the less, she drunk the tonic.

“Hmmm i feel much better, this actually tastes good too.” Jennie lowered the glasses to read the contents of the bottle.

The tonics were sweeter because Phoebe had added some honey to them.

Grandma Mayfair looked at the bottle. “I have been trying to drink my tonics since morning but each time I tried the bottles would fall out of my hands and break.”

“That’s because you drunk a lot more than you could handle mother. Your hand was probably trembling.” Edward suggested.

Grandma Mayfair shook her head and put both of her hands out. There were no tremors, her hands were quite steady.

‘It’s not my hands, and one bottle slipping i could understand but all three. It was as if an invisible force kept pulling them out of my hands.” She looked at Phoebe.

She had assumed that maybe it was ghost related. Phoebe became suspicious immediately and asked Maria to bring them. Her grandmother was right, one bottle could be explained but all three!!

Collin cleared his voice. “Pheebs…Phoebe well if you like, i can help you mass produce your tonics. If you want of course.” He spoke in a low tone, trying to appear serious but also seeming highly embarrassed. The tips of his ears were quite red.

[Does he need a hungover tonic too?]

Phoebe could not understand anymore, his sudden niceness to her was so out of place.

“First was the necklace now this, Collin what’s your play here?” Andre arched an eyebrow.

He had a feeling that his position as the best brother was under threat.

Phoebe interrupted. “Thank you big brother for the necklace and the offer. I am ready to go into mass production but whenever i am ready, i will take you up on the offer.”

Colin smiled and nodded.

Maria returned with the remains of the tonics that had been disposed of. She had got them back from the discarded rubbish.

The Saxon spirit dashed out of the space, sniffing the air like a dog.

“I smell poison.”