7 Days with the Billionaire

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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There are people who will come into our lives who will bother and give us headache. But in time, the time will come when she will become a part of us. We don’t know that the time will come when we will love her and appreciate her until we cannot forget her for the rest of our lives.

7:00 A.M. (Saturday)

"Good morning handsome." My simple greetings in myself. I was drunk and got hangover for the party last night and I felt dizzy, but it was not a reason for me to rise up in the morning. I quickly jump out from my bed and press the remote control of the television and then, I watched the everyday news, there was a fire in Novaliches. Likewise, I was bored, and I guess my brain are not prepared to comprehend the information. So I tried to make breakfast.

7:15 A.M.

I thought the alcohol drained my whole system, but I was wrong. My body quickly respond to what I will do. I prepared coffee, sunny side-up eggs, ham and cheese together with bread. It took some minutes before I finish my breakfast because I’m starved. Afterwards, I wash the dishes and headed to the bathroom to take a bath.

8:00 A.M.

I went outside. The sun shone higher in the sky and I felt my energy was revitalized from the hangover last night. It’s an ordinary day. Life goes on, the engines roared, there are a lot of people in the park while the senior citizens chitchatting sat down in the benches, the children plays in the street. There is nothing unusual happen from this Saturday then all of a sudden…

9:00 A.M.

A beautiful woman hit me. I thought I’m going to fall into the ground, but I keep my balance or else we will be out of balance. But I guess it is a perfect timing for having a bad day because the heel of her shoes was broken. I thought I would introduce myself, but then I was turned off. What else would a gentleman do? I tried to help her to stand in her own and when I noticed that she can walk without my support, I left her.

9:15 A.M.

That’s how life can bother you sometimes.

I continue to walk, and I encounter some other things.

A vendor got a lot of balloons. He passed me and afterwards the balloons flew away into the sky and the children ran and follow the balloons. Accidentally, they hit me without any care, I felt irritated and much worse of all, a woman ran into my direction and I guess she avoided someone who follow her.

10:00 A.M.

I was the lucky one.

Hmpt!

She avoids the children who throw her stones. And for all those circumstances, she almost hugs me. I thought I want to avoid her, but we both out-of-balance and fell into the ground. It makes me wonder if I am a heart rob because two women accidentally hit me this morning.

I was about to recognize the face of the woman so that I brush her hair but then suddenly, I was shocked.

How I wish I never do that.

I thought I saw Shriek.

Princess Fiona became Shriek.

She is ugly, definitely ugly. She used braces in her teeth and wore a large spec. Not only that, but she looks like a nerd, pointed nose and bulging eyes. For the first time in my life, I encountered this kind of human. Is it alien or whatsoever creature? I’m scared.

10:10 A.M.

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