Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 24

Chapter 24: Always the white lotus.

There was laughter coming from inside the house, cheerful laughter. The strong smell of turkey meatloaf had escaped through the front door and made it outside. Phoebe smelled it before turning the lock to let herself into the house.

If she needed further proof that Ruth was there, in the house, this was it. Turkey meatloaf was one of Ruth’s favorite meals, one that her mother had signed up for a cooking class to learn.

Phoebe swallowed her anger and took a deep breath before going in. Her anger was because of the obvious favoritism her parents displayed for Ruth over her. They always believed Ruth and even cooked her favorite food.

Meanwhile, she was forbidden from visiting the Mayfair’s because their two families belonged to different classes and her father didn’t want her embarrassing them in front of the rich people.

She adjusted her thoughts and stepped inside.

“I am home.”

Loudly, she called out as she changed from her boots to indoor slippers and took off her coat. The first person she saw was her brother, who had earphones in his ears and a plate of food. He smirked at her and continued walking to the living room.

“What a rude little shit he is.” The Saxon spirit complained.

Phoebe took another deep breath. Over and over, she reminded herself to calm down and not kill anyone or unleash Connie on them.

She followed the sound of the cheerful voices to the living room and there, she found her parents, Evelyn and Ruth. Her parents were both looking at pictures on Ruth’s phone and laughing happily.

The way the three were hurdled together, one would think that they were a happy family especially considering the fact that her parents both had blonde hair like Ruth.

Phoebe’s red hair always made it obvious that she didn’t look like her parents. Because of this reason, Phoebe’s mother used to dye her hair in her childhood and it went on for a long time.

In the past, she returned to her natural red hair after marrying David. In this life, Phoebe stopped dyeing it immediately after her rebirth, something which made her father blow up.

They had a big fight and didn’t talk for two months. He started talking to her again after she bought the new house for them.

Phoebe gagged when she heard her mother paying Ruth a compliment.

“You look really good in orange dear, you should have seriously taken on modeling as a career.”

“Thank you aunt. I have the looks of a model but my father won’t let me get into the entertainment business. He says that others won’t stand a chance if i join because i am too beautiful and too talented.” Ruth giggled.

Phoebe rolled her eyes and cleared her throat.

“I am home.” she announced again.

The happy people went silent and her parents leaned away from Ruth. They all stopped smiling and these grave looks came over their faces. It was like Phoebe was the grinch and all the christmas lights and cheer had gone out with her appearance.

Only Evelyn seemed to be happy to see her and the woman gave her a hug.

“Hey, Pheebs, finally you have come. I thought i would have to come and drag you out of that ghost shop of yours with chains. How are you doing sweetie?”

Phoebe opened her mouth to reply but hardly had anything come out of her mouth when her father jumped in, shouting at her with so much rage.

“You are such an embarrassment to the family. How can you seduce your best friends fiancé? Phoebe, is this the way we raised you, to behave like a common street whore?”

Phoebe gasped and she took a step back in surprise.

“Honey…”

A surprised Mrs. Gabriel gasped too and she grabbed her husband’ arm. She shook her head wildly, pleading with her eyes for him to stop.

Phoebe looked at Ruth and she saw the sly small smile on her face. Clearly, she was enjoying this greatly.

Rather than address the white lotus of a friend she had, she chose to confront her father. “Wow, i am so glad to know that you think so little of me, your own daughter that you compare me to a street whore.”

Her mother turned her head around and shook her head.

“No, Phoebe, your father doesn’t mean what he just said. He is just angry with you because you have done something unethical. Stealing Ruth’s fiancé is a big betrayal, something embarrassing for all of us. How will we explain ourselves to the Mayfairs?”

“I am your daughter. You could have asked me how i am first, offered me something to eat or drink or asked me to sit down before raising this issue. You haven’t even asked for my side of the story and already you have all declared me guilty.”

Phoebe ignored her mother who was trying to explain away the cruel words her father had just lashed at her. Words that stabbed her like knives and broke her heart.

Mr. Gabriel sneered at her, and replied arrogantly. “If you want to behave like a slut then i will call you one.”

Ruth, who was always the white lotus made an appearance in her coquettish voice. “Oh, uncle don’t be so harsh on Phoebe, she didn’t mean to seduce David i am sure. Calling her a slut is too strong.”

Phoebe lowered her head and she laughed. As expected of Ruth, she was playing the nice person card.

“I am going to my room.”

She didn’t want to discuss the matter because they wouldn’t believe her anyway. In this house, whatever Ruth said was gospel truth. In a way, Phoebe compared their relationship to that of step sisters. One was loved and one was tolerated and in her case, she was the tolerated one.

The Saxon spirit was so vexed on Phoebe’s behalf and she was screaming but the humans couldn’t hear her. “I can’t believe this. What father talks to his daughter like this?

Are you even sure that this man is your father? No, even the woman, is she your mother?”

Meanwhile, Phoebe was dodging her mother who was on her heels, begging her to stop, return and discuss the matter. When she reached her bedroom however, she stopped short because there was another surprise waiting for her.

The entire room had been transformed and her brother was inside, eating and playing games at his desk.

Phoebe turned around, and looked at her mother with a piercing accusatory gaze.

“What’s this?”

Her mother looked around nervously before answering in her commonly used soft apologetic voice.

“It’s just that you are rarely home and this room is big but stays empty. It also has a beautiful view of Citrus lake and the Salt gardens. We figured that rather than leaving it empty, it was better for your brother to use it. But don’t be angry, i moved all your things to his former bedroom. It might be smaller but at the end of the day, the only use of a bedroom is for one to sleep, right?”