I Dumped the Guy I Loved For Seven Years

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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"Dad, I can break up with Lucas and marry into the most powerful mafia family, the Vittorine family, and wed that brutal heir." Eve's robe hung loosely, and there were kiss marks all over her neck. "But I have one condition. If you agree to it, I'll marry him."

Eve's father, Robert Costa, asked her what the condition was, but Eve abruptly hung up.

Lucas got out of the bathroom, wiping droplets from his wet hair. Then he pulled Eve into his arms, and they fell into bed together.

Eve buried her face in his chest, but her eyes were cold.

She was the daughter of the Costa family and had been secretly in love with Lucas Smith, a district leader in the family, for five years.

Three days ago, she was kidnapped. The kidnappers targeted a batch of goods belonging to Lucas. They used Eve as leverage to threaten Lucas. Her phone died after repeatedly trying to call him all night, but Lucas never answered.

Eve was pushed off a cliff and was badly injured. She was then saved by the head of her family, so she narrowly escaped death.

Lucas was flirting with her father's illegitimate daughter, Alina.

Eve utterly realized Lucas's true face and stopped loving him. Lucas proposed to her today, and Eve had prepared a big gift for him.

She would give him freedom.

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After Lucas apologized to Eve and promised never to let her get hurt again, he had sex with her passionately.

After that, Eve leaned against him and gently panted.

In the dark, Lucas's phone lit up. Eve discreetly glanced at it.

It was a message from Alina. "Dear, there are some suspicious people at my doorway. Can you come stay with me?"

The thick passion in the air instantly dissipated.

Eve thought that Lucas would stay with her after their intimate moment.

But to her surprise, Lucas got out of bed, quickly grabbed his shirt, and leaned down to kiss Eve's bare back. "There's a situation with one of my subordinates. I'll handle it and be back later."

Eve's heart clenched. But Lucas didn't notice her change in demeanor as he rushed out the door.

Eve suddenly broke her silence. "You don't have to come back. We're done. You are free now."

Lucas didn't quite hear her and absentmindedly replied, "Okay."

As the door closed, Eve's expression turned cold instantly.

She dialed her trusted aide and said, "Follow Lucas."

After hanging up, Eve expressionlessly packed up Lucas's belongings from the manor.

Everywhere was filled with memories of their sweet moments over the past five years.

After she packed everything, her aide sent over some videos.

Lucas, who used the excuse of handling work, was passionately kissing Alina in the sports car Eve had bought him as a gift.

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