Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen by Judith GW

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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Running I kept on running endlessly away from the force that had been chasing me.

I can't figure out what it is but it is scary

All I can see is its blue eyes coming towards me and-

snap I wake up covered in sweat breathing heavily

Seeing its 6:50am I get up and take a shower..

I wear my leggins with a purple tank top and a button up plaid shirt leaving the buttons undone

I comb my blonde hair letting it flow on my back then grabbing my back pack and going down to the kitchen to grab breakfast.

Did I tell you about myself no? Well my name is Scarlet Reyes I live with my Mom in a little town Baja California.

My Dad or sperm donor as i call him left my Mom aftter a one night stand and now its only me and her against this world.

I am only fifteen and in my tenth grade.

"Morning mother" I said hugging my mom from behind while she was busy preparing breakfast for us before she leaves for work.

"Morning my angel how was your night." She Kiss my forehead and continued with preparing breakfast. While I sat on one of the stools surrounding the island.

"My night was good." I lied I didn't want her to worry about me she had enough on her plate to add worrying about my stupid weird dreams

After she was done she placed a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon with a glass of juice.

"Thanks" I muttered

Today is the first time in years well not literally years maybe days since I had such nice breakfast.

I always wake up late and end up grabbing a granula bar eating it on my way to school.

Today I was thirty minutes early just enough time for a good breakfast.

After I was done with breakfast I quickly said good bye to my Mom and was on my way to School.

Oak Tree High. A school which was divided into two groups the popular and the nobodys also called the invisible.

I was one of the invisible though I had two friends

Skylar Nevaro and Jenna Harries.

Entering the school hall way while ignoring the stares I got from the populars I went straight to my locker grabbing my books and going over to first period chemistry.

Mr Blanco was explaining something about isomers and before I could catch what it was I found my self dozing off and soon falling asleep.

I am sure Mr Blanco didn't even notice since I sit at the way back of the class with my two best friends who I share this class with.

I see those familiar blue eyes again.

"Please dont hurt me" I whimper but the figure keeps coming closer and closer until.

"Wake up scar." I felt someone shake me.

I opened my eyes to see sky looking at me with those hazel eyes of hers.

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