Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 25

Chapter 25: The war at home.

Before she could even process the fact that her bedroom had been given to her brother Ruth was right there, bringing her opinionated self into the conversation.

“Phoebe, don’t be angry with aunt. It’s not as if you are still living here anyway. Isn’t it better for Nick to have the bedroom?”

“Oh shut up Ruth, for once in your life shut your big mouth and stay out of my family business.” Phoebe exploded.

She couldn’t hold her anger in anymore. It seemed like she was being taken for granted and used as a punching bag by everyone. At that very moment, her brother stood up, walked in their direction and stopped at the door. Then, he banged it shut as if their noise was interfering with an important task he was doing.

Phoebe moved her tongue up then to the side as she laughed. It seemed like this was all the thanks she was going to get for buying her family a nice house. Her mother’s harping in defense of Ruth did not make things any better.

“Did you just tell Ruth to shut up? Phoebe, you can’t be so rude to your friend. She suggested that your brother move into the room because…..”

Phoebe ears started ringing and she missed the rest of the shitty explanation her mother was giving. All she heard was that Ruth was the one that made the suggestion about her room being given to her brother Nicholas.

In a deep angry voice that carried rage equal to the sound of thunder on a rainy night, Phoebe pointed at Ruth and gave her the most malicious stare she could muster.

“You…..you did this.”

Ruth bit her bottom lip and made her usual innocent frightened face. She hid herself behind Elizabeth Gabriel, Phoebe’s mother. She started acting like a frightened little chick looking for safety.

Right on cue, Elizabeth came to her rescue. She even moved her right hand out to stop Phoebe from physically assaulting Ruth in case her anger got the better of her.

“Phoebe, Ruth was just looking out for Nicky because she is your best friend. Why can’t you be more understanding of the situation?”

“Understand what?” Aaron Gabriel barked as he came upon them with an angry look on his face. “Do you want to beat up Ruth just because she is looking out for your brother?

When did you change into such a person Phoebe? You do not appreciate the kindness of your friend. You refused to find a proper job and decided to work as trickster like those freaky people in Magic city. For that reason, Ruth got you a shop in magic city where you can work rent free but you refused it. Instead you paid her back by stealing her fiancé.

Let me tell you right now, we are all moving to Magic city. Ruth helped me get a job as a manager for one of the Mayfair properties. I will be able to earn three hundred fifty thousand dollars a years. The benefits are great like health insurance, a yearly paid vacation to any country i desire.

Free university tuition for your brother, an apartment and a company car. How many people at my age can get such a good opportunity?

You should be on your knees thanking her right now for saving our family.”

Phoebe scoffed and she laughed out loud, just once.

“Ha!”

Only a fool would be so blind not to realize that this deal was too good to be true. Indeed, at his age, what had Aaron Gabriel done to deserve that job? Such a job with such benefits was given to someone with many years of experience or an expert in their field.

All his life, Aaron had worked as a guard at a hospital How could someone go from security guard that earned around fifty thousand dollars a year to manager earning over three hundred thousand dollars?

Of course, the one to thank for all this was none other than her so called best friend.

Phoebe looked at Ruth with eyes filled with mockery and she sneered. “You must be so desperate to get me out of the city if you have gone this far.”

“No, Phoebe it’s not like that..” Ruth cried out in a small voice.

“Don’t bother explaining anything to her. Our whole family is moving to Magic city next week.” Aaron assured Ruth, beneath his words was a command.

“I am not going.” Phoebe declared boldly.

She was looking straight at her father when she said those words firmly and she saw the ugly twisted look he returned to her. It was the opposite of the softness with which he looked at Ruth.

It had been a while since that joke crossed her mind, the one about Ruth being treated more like a daughter than her. That doubt creeped up on her again but it didn’t make sense because when Ruth killed her children, she had said she would be killing her mother next.

Even if Ruth was a terrible person, there was no way she would kill her own mother. Besides, the Mayfairs would know for sure if Ruth was not their child. Families like that often did DNA tests on their children.

Still, the difference in treatment between her and Ruth was so plain to see that the holes continued to be poked in Phoebe’s mind, screaming that something was off. It had started during her teenage years, after Ruth came over for a visit the first time.

Phoebe, the new scholarship student at Elton private high school had just met the beautiful rich Ruth Mayfair and she was taken in by her kindness and generosity.

She brought her home to meet her parents. In the beginning the favoritism was subtle, like her mother celebrating Ruth’s achievements in school more than hers. She would often make Ruth’s favorite snacks and Phoebe would act as the delivery woman. Her parents always remembered Ruth’s birthday and they would buy her expensive nice gifts.

On her own birthday, Phoebe would be given cheaper things.

On her graduation celebration from college, Ruth took the middle position in-between her parents while she was placed at the extreme end while cutting the cake.

What hurt even more was the fact that the picture was nicely decorated and placed in the living room event though Phoebe was barely seen, it almost seemed like she had been cropped out of it.

Her parents would claim that they were doing this to create opportunities for her. Having a rich friend would help her succeed in life.

While that excuse was perfectly believable, the happiness with which they did these things for Ruth left a lot to doubt.

“How dare you defy me?” Aaron spat out.

Out of the blue and unexpectedly, he raised his hand and brought it down.

The Saxon spirit roared before the hand could land on Phoebe’s face.