Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 82

Chapter 82: Cutting ties…1

They also didn’t know how it happened, but they figured it was an accident at the hospital. Can you believe that those poor church rats wanted to take me back? Like as though they could give me a luxurious life, they cannot even afford my health supplements! They didn’t even own a house and were sharing a small, smelly, dingy, three-bedroom apartment with one bathroom.

I told them that if they dared to tell my parents I would kill myself and they agreed to remain silent because they love me so much. I secretly did a DNA test on my parents and Phoebe and discovered that she was theirs, that’s why I never let her meet them all these years. But now it seems like my parents know something. That stupid Phoebe is out to steal everything of mine.”

Ophelia began to pace around, everything now made sense especially the Mayfair’s sneaky behavior.

“Call that lab technician and tell him to come in now, we will offer him as much money as possible to change the results of the test. Don’t worry this will remain in the dark if we nip it in the bud quickly.”

They did just as they had planned by calling the lab technician that handled the DNA results and offering him money. Unaware that Luke had already dealt with the results in person, he came to the hospital and went to the laboratory to check on the status of the test.

Ruth was too impatient to wait so she followed him, she watched through the glass window as he checked through the computer. She was startled when someone tapped her on the shoulder.

“Ruth? Why are you here?” Luke asked. He was passing by when he noticed her peeping through the facility windows.

“I….I want to….my head hurts.” she placed her hand on the head.

Luke was worried and immediately, he carried her back to her room and placed her on the bed.

“Stay here. stop moving around unnecessarily. I am going to call Doctor Murphy.”

He dashed out of the room. Immediately after he left, she called the lab technician who informed her that Doctor Luke had received the results of the test the previous night. His words caused her blood to go cold and the phone fell out of her hands.

“It’s over.” she spoke softly.

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On the way to the Cafe, Phoebe answered a call from David who wanted to know if she was okay. He sounded more enthusiastic than usual, but she didn’t bother to ask why.

Instead, she continued questioning the ghosts on what happened last night but they kept avoiding the topic, so she gave up for temporarily.

When she got to the cafe security was still tight, she hoped that it remained that way until the saga died down.

Phoebe had hoped that by today at least someone else would be trending but to her dismay she was still the number one search, and more hash tags had popped up.

People were condemning her from stealing her friend’s man and going as far as to wish death upon her.

It was obvious that Ruth had something to do with the rumors because suddenly she had become the helpless victim and Phoebe the cunning man stealing wicked witch of Citrus city.

She stowed her phone and walked with her head lowered. Suddenly she felt someone take a grip of her hand, the clasp was too tight that she winced in pain.

“You little bitch! How dare you ignore your parents? Is this how your mother raised you?” Aaron’s grip git tighter only for Phoebe to bite his hand.

He shoved her, let go and let out a painful groan.

“You…you.” Elizabeth was wide eyed and dismayed.

“What! Did you think that you would attack me, and I would let you be? Why are you calling me nonstop? I told you that have nothing to talk about with you so why are you here?” Phoebe’s eyes moved around, the last thing she wanted was to attract more attention to herself.

Quickly she entered the cafe, and her parents followed her in.

“Pheebs my child please, listen to your father and stop making him angrier! Let’s go home and talk about it, why have you become so stubborn? I didn’t raise you to be this way!”

Her mother tried to reason with her, but her words made Phoebe laugh.

“So, mother in your opinion I am the problem here and not your husband! How come my own mother never stood up against my father each time he became violent towards me? Why did you ask me to tolerate his behavior? You should have protected me each time that monster of a husband gave me lashes using his belt or the time he locked me in the storage room for a day without food or water! And you stand here and call me yourself my mother!” Hot tears rolled down her cheeks as the memories returned.

Elizabeth placed a hand to her chest and sobbed but her husband was done with the drama. He had come here for one thing and that was to take Phoebe with him.

“Enough you insolent and ungrateful slut! I do not care if you feel that we treated you unfairly. You were a rude and stubborn brat that needed tough parenting, you will appreciate us when you become a parent yourself.” Aaron wrinkled his nose and spoke through pursed lips.

“Ha-ha-ha I was a rude and stubborn brat you say. How about Nick? He’s always talking back at you, never does any chores and misses school to hang out with the wrong crowd and play games all day. Father you are aware that he picked up smoking at sixteen, why haven’t you used that same tough parenting to discipline him? Phoebe folded her arms and stared at them.

Her mother covered her mouth with her trembling hand while her father curled his upper lip, a tiny mocking smile formed on his lips as well.

“None of that matters at all, we are leaving to another country right now and you are coming with us whether you want to or not.” Aaron pulled on her hand and began to walk but he discovered that seemed to be stuck.

He paused suddenly and looked back, only to realize that Phoebe was still in the same place. She was like a big immovable statue and no matter how he tried to pull her; she remained in one place. It was because the angry Saxon spirit was using its power to keep her in place.

Elizabeth was clapping meanwhile. “That’s it Aaron, let’s take her by force. We are done negotiating with you, young lady. You are leaving with us now.” She cheered on her husband who bit his lower lip and pulled Phoebe with all his strength.

Phoebe sneered at them. “Look at you, is that sweat I see forming on your forehead father! I am not leaving with you and also i am cutting ties with your family, I don’t want to hear from you ever again.” Phoebe sternly spoke, her face more serious than ever. “That little secret you have been hiding, I know about it.”