Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 510: The secrets in her thoughts.

Phoebe poured herself a calming tonic too as she waited for her grandmother to say something. The old one appeared to be deep in thought, just as aunt Maureen was.

Maureen was once again analyzing the rebirth thoughts, a thing she had been doing a lot for months. Previously, she thought Phoebe maybe had memories of her past life before reincarnating but the deeper she analyzed her niece's movements, the more she came to believe that she was wrong.

A lot of things had not made sense, like Phoebe knowing a lot of random things about the future of the country. Knowledge like that did not come from making predictions the shaman way. There was also her extensive knowledge on medicine as if she had ever worked in a hospital, rare herbs, and scientific research. According to Phoebe's records, after graduating from school, she fell into the lake, went into a coma and started seeing ghosts. She had been a shaman since then.

There was her knowledge on the founding families, who would marry who and who would divorce in a few years. She knew who would die when and why they would die.

Maureen sank in her chair; her niece had lived this exact life before and she was just making different choices now. That was the rebirth she was talking about.

Grandma Mayfair was even sharper than Maureen and she came to that conclusion quickly. Her reason was simple, there was an ongoing drama on TV about a young woman that had been reborn after marrying a CEO who cheated with her best friend and killed her. She was using her memories to navigate her life differently now. It sounded to her like this was what Phoebe was doing.

The old woman decided that if Phoebe's life was anything like that drama, then her granddaughter did not need to be pushed. The Mayfair's could afford to raise the child. She imagined Phoebe and Shanna's children laughing in the gardens, climbing over her back as she did yoga.

Instead of goat yoga, she could do baby yoga. Grandma Mayfair clapped once as her face brightened. "The twins! I thought Shanna was having twins but no, we are just having two different Mayfair babies." A wet laugh escaped her, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Do not worry these are joyful tears. I am just overwhelmed because there is so much good news lately. I am so grateful about a lot of things like my husband being alive, the two incoming Mayfair's...."

Maureen interjected, rolling her eyes. "Well technically the child is a Saxon." She reminded her mother.

Blinking rapidly, a thought of Phoebe leaving the Mayfair manor for the Saxon tower sent shivers down her spine. Unwillingness brewed in the old woman's heart, her grand babies! her baby yoga!!

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"Dear does David know. Are you leaving us to live with him in that tower?" She asked, clutching onto her chest for dear life. "Oh my goodness that would be terrible! Can't you stay with us? We just got you back, you cannot move out." The words came softly with raw sadness. "I will die if you leave me Pheebs."

Maureen rolled her eyes.

Phoebe frowned and waved her hand, brushing off the thought. "Oh nana you are way ahead of yourself on that one, yes David knows that I am pregnant. We both decided that the safest place for us to have our child would be the Mayfair house because you all will protect the child with everything you have got." She told them.

Why does the child need protection? Maureen wondered.

Phoebe meanwhile recalled the last phone call with her twins before they died. [We lost a lot of children in the Saxon house because we were blind. Even if things have changed in this life. I do not want to risk my child's wellbeing.]

The thought that displayed across her forehead puzzled them. Lost children at the Saxon house!! Did this mean that David and Phoebe were married before? How many children was Phoebe talking about and why did they die?

It made sense especially to Maureen, a thought of David being reborn as well crossed her mind. "No wonder David went in search of you when he woke up from his coma, he knew who you were already." She spoke out her thoughts loudly, her face brightening like a Christmas tree. Finally, the dots about her niece where connecting.

Grandma Mayfair's body decided that it was time for a hiccup symphony, she was thinking the same thing as her daughter. In that drama on TV, the female leads suitor was also reborn. He had loved her from a distance in their last life, but he was actively pursuing her after rebirth.

"Senior Maureen what are you talking about?" Rekha asked, completely lost.

Phoebe gave water to her grandmother to ease the hiccups. "I am wondering the same thing." Each of her words were filled with wonder.

Shaking her head, the tiny smile on Maureen's lips stayed there. "Ah! Do not mind me, Phoebe and David's love story wraps around me like a melody that I never want to end, it is very magical." The ceiling absorbed her stare, her thoughts traveled a thousand miles away.

"What, you are a poet now?" Phoebe scoffed loudly.

Grandma Mayfair only laughed; her eyes drifted from Maureen to Phoebe. "My dear child." She spoke in the softest tone, taking a hold of her granddaughter's hands. "I am happy if you are happy, know that this grandmother of yours is going to support you in every choice that you decide even if I have to step on Rufus' toes." She shut her eyes tightly.

"Grandpa Rufus? Why would you have to step on his toes?" Phoebe asked innocently.

Maureen sneered softly. "Sweetie, do you think the Saxon's are going to just sit back and let us raise a first clan Saxon in Mayfair manor? By right and tradition your children with David are in running for the next clan head of their generation. They could be little geniuses that take the Saxon group to higher heights.

They could be the next guardians or grand guardians. The Saxon's have produced the best supernatural hunters and guardians in history. With all this Ravana business Rufus will want to start their training early. I am certain that they will put up a fight for the snow haired little one you are carrying unless otherwise. I could be wrong, but I don't think so." She submitted her thoughts on the matter.

"If they want a fight, we will give them one." Old lady Mayfair declared. How many babies had Phoebe lost in that tower in her last life? They had not protected her children, so they did not deserve to have a say in how Phoebe chose to raise them now.

Rekha clucked her tongue. "Well, if it is any consolation, I think that they are adjusting their rules after all they allowed David to live outside the tower and he is a first clan Saxon." She said simply. "I hope this won't become a legal custody battle issue. Surely, they will not try to rip the child out of Phoebe and David's arms. Will they?"