Love Phobia The Fear Of Falling In Love

The Ghost Wife's Billion Dollar Tech Comeback

Huo Wuer

Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband's Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn't find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn't even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father's legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn's party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara's health and managing every detail of Caden's empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I'd drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause-if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I'd forgotten.

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Radhika tapped the table in anxiety with her nails in front of her looking forward to his entry. Her eyes constantly gazing at the door. And she's checking the time every two seconds. He was the perfect definition of punctuality and Now Mr Perfect is late, That too, When he going to be a free man after the exact Thirty minutes, Thousand eight hundred seconds. Her mind automatically started to count when he thundered inside and took a seat beside her.

"Sorry for the late." He muttered.

She couldn't process his words, He was saying sorry to her for the first time, That too, Arriving late to the domestic court for a divorce. She smiled at her fate, Automatically it looked like a lopsided smile for the judge who was glancing both for a while.

"It's Okay, You're just 5 mins late," Radhika replied.

He didn't expect that answer from her. His mind was fully occupied with all the questions regarding the legal mess created by her grandfather. He made him stay in his office and complete all the procedures regarding taking Arush's full custody. Their 7 months old son became the main feast in this battle. Shyam never had any interest in any of his kids. Neither his 4 years old Naina nor 7 months old Arush. But for leading the business to the next generation, He needed his son. And that's also the main reason for Satyajit Bharathwaj for proceeding all the legal formalities with him. He also wanted Arush, His only grandson to take care of his business in the future. It's not a fight between a mother and a father for their children. But a battle between a businessman to another businessman.

"And again I am asking you both, Did you both want this divorce? Can't you guys reconcile for your kids?" Judge asked them before proceeding legally.

Radhika took this decision thinking about her kids, At least one of them deserves a peaceful life. Naina was an accident, But Arush wasn't. It was Radhika who planned for Arush by going through multiple fertility treatments to get conceive with Arush. Shyam knew none of these. She knew Arush will have everything in his life as his father and as well as Radhika’s grandfather fighting with one another for him but Naina? Naina is her responsibility, And as a mom, She's doing everything for Naina. It's all for Naina and only for Naina.

"No, Ma'am. We are sure." Shyam replied calmly, He looked so tired.

"Yeah, Ma'am. We are sure." Radhika replied calmly having no regret or pain in her eyes.

"And you guys already decided, Radhika will have Naina's full custody and Mr Shyam will have Arush's full custody," Judge asked both, Both nodded yes to her.

"And Radhika are you sure with giving the full custody of Arush Sengal to Mr Shyam Sengal," Judge asked her.

Radhika gulped the lump in her throat. For a second, Her whole life in these 5 years, Glanced before her eyes, But when she witnessed Naina's pleading eyes in her mind. She couldn't stop herself from giving her son's custody to Shyam. She consoled herself thinking there are lots of good people in the house, Om, Arjun, his brothers to show him a good path and raising him as a better person neither like his dad.

But those two seconds of silence didn't fail to terrify Shyam, He couldn't go back to his office and undo all the legal procedures. Even though he's not interested in Arush. He was a little bit scared of Radhika's silence.

"Yes, Ma'am. I am sure about giving my son's custody to his father." Radhika said finally thinking only about Naina.

Her heart questioned her what will she say when he asks her in the future for not fighting for him and thinking only about his sister. But soon thinking about the circumstances naina gone through, tears crossed Radhika’s eyes. And she convinced herself, That she will make him understand the situation over then, But whether she could see him after today was the huge question mark.

"And Mr Shyam Sengal, Are you sure giving Ms Naina Sengal full custody to Ms Bharathwaj," Judge asked him.

"It's Ms Radhika, Ma'am." Radhika corrected her And heard a sarcastic chuckle from Shyam.

"Sorry, Ms Radhika. And Mr Sengal?" Judge asked him narrowing her eyes for the answer.

"I have no problem in giving Naina Shyam Sengal Custody to Ms Radhika." He said stressing the words which poked her heart but she's used to it. That slight pain didn't bother her.

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