Zuxian

Ishbelle, a seasoned Journalist, started off as a tough girl by the way, but she fell head over heels for Eric, a billionaire, later. They got married and he became an Amazing son In Law. 
But the twist was birthed. She died to a robbery; he was extremely rich. But she wouldn't let him be even after the death. 
She would haunt all the ladies he met after her death. She appeared to him and warned him to choose whether to keep being haunted or remain single for her. 
He tried getting spiritual and psychological aids but all were to no avail. He settle for being single. 
But would he remain like that? If it was your 27 years old brother, would you watch him die single? Or betrothed to some psychotic ghost?

Married To A Ghost - MTGA

     "That can't possibly be all that there is to it."


   The officer said. He was the same guy they had talked to the day the psychotic officer had had qualms with Ishbelle. Twas quite a crazy memory that he would never tuck under the lace of his mental ken.


     He looked at the officer. He was tired of giving the same speech over and over again and trying to convince the officer. 


    He felt like punching the officer in the jaws and making four of the teeth drop but that would be off a sane behavior. 


   He should never do that of course. He shouldn't. 


     "Believe what you will then, I'm done here."


   He stood up to leave. The officer just kept his gaze glued on his face. 


    Eric didn't know what to do anymore. He wouldn't keep convincing them. He should be the one asking them how to catch the culprits or robbers and not keep being questioned. 


    He shifted the chair and stomped off the office. He didn't even look at any of the other cops. 


    He almost bumped into one of the fat females in the office. He seemed to had met her somewhere and sometimes ago. 


    He walked out of the station. The day was bright but timid. The rays of the sun had splattered all over his sunshade but his heart was still wet. 


     Twas so odd that nature felt nothing about his own plight. He saw a man and a woman with arms tucked in each other walking by the roadside. 


    Several other businesses were taking their usual route. It seemed as though nothing had happened. But that was never true. Heaven and hell had happened to him. 


    He could never be whole again. The promise he had made to Ishbelle kept popping up in his heart. 


     He kept saying to himself.He kept remembering how the whole robbery thing happened. It seemed as though someone who was quite close to him planned it. 


   He thought it could even be one of his clients but that didn't really hit well. 


    A very shallow part of him thought that twas his brother. That crazy brother. But he was damn sure that the fellow would never do that to him. 


    He could be a dickhead sometimes but Eric was damn sure that he could never do that. Kill his brother's fiance? Hell no!


   But he wasn't at odds with anyone too. Who could possibly think of wanting to hurt him?


    He heard someone saying behind him. He turned. Twas a man in the death of his twenties. 


   The fellow said and walked away. He followed the fellow with his gaze. 


      He had no idea what he meant by that. Probably the man had spoken over time but he couldn't hear because he was held in thoughts. That was the only possible thing. 


    He walked towards his Lamborghini. It seemed as if the whole world was against him. 


   He should be able to drive himself home. 


   He got into the car and watched his way before hopping on the traffic.


    He accelerated, he should get home in no time. 


Chapter 18