Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 414: Longing to stay.

"What is it that worries you?" The Saxon spirit asked her.

Phoebe looked at her stomach, "You said my pregnancy is magical which makes my babies magical." She frowned, "Will my child send my cat to another dimension?"

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The Saxon spirit was rather confused, it seemed Phoebe had forgotten reality for a moment. "Dear, you don’t own a cat."

"Maria has a cat." she replied instantly.

"It’s not your cat." The spirit emphasized. "Look, the pregnancy is not even a month old. Do not worry about nonexistent cats being sent to another dimension."

Phoebe was not convinced but she let the matter go and they left the library to have some fun and explore the water fall and the forest. She took a swim in the lake beneath the waterfall, playing with small glowing fish which the spirit told her were called Luminax.

She played with Yin and black kitty too, later Connie joined in the fun and the Saxon spirit dipped its toes in the water as well.

They ate some fruits from the ancient trees in the forest and eventually, Phoebe rejoined the real world. When she came out of the space, she enjoyed a lot of the amenities that the hotel had to offer, starting with a dip in their roof top swimming pool.

She visited their aquarium and swam with dolphins, played with the rainbow fish, got a massage, played water sports golf and finally took a luxurious bath. There was a lot to do, and the time was so little although she did not want the day to end, evening arrived soon,

She had to leave because the following day she had to prepare for with Gwyneth’s funeral in the morning. The Rowland family was powerful and after the scandal, all the founding families would be in attendance.

and Rufus Saxon’s thanksgiving dinner later that evening.

"I wish that I can stay here a little while longer, it’s so peaceful, no ghosts asking for help, no monsters lurking in the shadows, no evil human beings like Dickson, Ruth and others. No stress, just fun and good food." Her remorseful eyes gazed at the spirit which was packing her belongings using magic.

Phoebe actually found it soothing watching the clothes fold themselves and deliver themselves to the suitcase. If everyone could use magic, how simple would life be!

"Is this anxiety coming from the fact that you are now pregnant? Do not worry yourself my dear my little Saxons that are forming in you can actually protect themselves and their host when it comes to it." It zipped the suitcase and held onto the sex manual.

"Host? That sounds like they are aliens hitching a ride inside of me against my will. The fate of hosts is usually death after the alien rips the abdomen apart with tentacles and makes its way out. I am his or her mother not a host." Phoebe’s voice came laced with displeasure.

She trembled extravagantly as she recalled a movie, she had watched whose plot was exactly what she had just described.

An apologetic smile formed on the spirit’s lips. "Pardon my choice of words then."

The apology barely crossed Phoebe’s ears as she looked at her stomach with a frown. "Magic baby won’t rip me apart during childbirth, right?"

"No, it will be born like a normal human baby, but I suggest a home birth. I once saw a witch’s baby teleport itself out of the womb. One minute it was inside and the next it was out, and the mother freaked out because she thought it could teleport back inside." The spirit laughed, relishing the memories of its life.

It did not see the look of horror on Phoebe’s face, magic baby to her sounded like a troublesome baby that would keep her on her toes. She took a deep breath and calmed her mind, there were other things to think about for now.

"Have you heard anything about Dickson since he was dragged away?" She asked the spirit.

Shaking its head, a faraway look formed in the spirit’s eyes. "Actually no, last I heard of him, Luna had handed him over to David after he was beaten brutally. David then took him to Alfa security where I suppose the beating continued." It responded, a thoughtful wince left its lips as it stretched its hands in search of Dickson’s energy. "He is alive for now." It mentioned.

"Oh, I know that David would not be foolish to kill him off easily, not without giving me a heads up. I do think at times that he has come so close to ending Dickson, but he holds himself back because an easy death is giving mercy to Dickson." She touched her stomach and sighed. "I worry though about the fact that both of us are slowly coming to terms with shedding blood of others, even though they are evil."

She was comfortable with supernatural related killings, humans on the other hand however evil they were made her hesitate.

"Don’t be merciful, there are psychopaths in this story, and it is not you and David but rather Ruth, Dickson and the people that helped them. Destroy whoever you have to as long as you feel that they are a threat to you and your loved ones.

I will tell you from personal experience, you may hesitate, but the enemy will not. So, I will be in your corner rooting and helping you, if you cannot pull the trigger, I will possess your body and do it." The spirit covered its hand over Phoebe’s, there was a connection.

It was almost like as though Phoebe could feel the spirit’s hand and it was warm and soft, like that of a human. With wide eyes, Phoebe gazed at the spirit which was equally astonished.

"Now this is new, do not ask why it is happening, I guess that it’s one of the changes that came about after last night." It laughed, a pleased sound.

Phoebe wanted to try again but she did not want to make the spirit uncomfortable, she laid back on the bed and checked the internet for the latest developments in the war between her and Moria.

All of the latest trending topics which were slandering her were gone. She took time to watch reporter Heinz’s famous celebrity expose podcast, he had not only exposed Moria’s lies but he had dug up dirt from her past.

All of her bullying in school, maltreatment of employees in her family company, her use of pink cocaine five years ago. All the information he released with evidence painted Moria in a bad light.

"Serves you right Moria." Phoebe let out a derisive cackle.

"Packing is done, let’s go." The spirit told her.

Checking out of the hotel was smooth, she was given no trouble because David had taken care of everything. Her bags were taken from her, and she was escorted to her convoy which was waiting.

"Good evening boss, welcome back from your staycation." Santos welcomed her by offering a small bow. Find your next read on novelbuddy

"Good evening, Santos, I am glad to be back." Phoebe replied, a small smile tugged on her lips as she entered the backseat of the car.

When all her belongings which were not many had been loaded into the car, Santos drove off.