Billionaire's Ghost Wife

“ H..hello.. C..can I talk to Mr. Goenka? ” she asked, holding the telephone in one hand and pressing her bleeding stomach with the other.

“ Sorry Mam, Mr. Goenka is not present right now, ” a lady replied.

“ Miss, c..can you connect my phone to him, it's very important, I need his help, ah ” she bit her lips and moaned as the bleeding was getting worse.

“ It's not possible, he has gone with his fiance, we can't disturb him,”

the lady replied and a thunderstorm fell on Abha's body, her legs started trembling, suddenly, she felt as if her heart got stabbed by a sharp knife and that stab at heart was even worst than her stomach.

“ By the way, can I know who are you, Miss? And why do you want to talk to Mr. Goenka, can I know your relationship with our boss? ”

It was not so casual for the receptionist to receive a call from a woman who wants to talk to the richest man in the country, and hence she was curious to know the identity of this caller.

“ I.. am.. his maid ”

Abha replied and hang up the phone. But, was she really his maid?

But, was it his fault?

She was ugly, illiterate, and good for nothing. Why would a man like him would like such a type of girl? It was not like he married her on his will then why would he take her as his wife?

She couldn't help thinking of the day when she first met this man.

It was the same date but two years before, when a billionaire's car punctured in a silent Valley of northeast India amidst the darkness. He couldn't find any mechanic at the moment because of the remote area of Assam, but luckily he found tribe ' Kuki ' and decided to spend his night in the tribe and leave the next day.

But, that night, there was a local festival for the tribes Kuki, and their members were celebrating their festivals while drinking and dancing. They dragged him into their celebration too and he got drunk.

Abha, who was wearing a blouse with a skirt covering her knees, was asked to send the blanket to the guest by his father as the night was cold.

“ Mister, this is the blanket, keep it with you, the night is cold here,” she said with a smile and turned to leave his tent, but to her surprise, the man grabbed his wrist and pulled him in his arms.

She looked into his eyes, his gaze was fixed to her eyes, slightly moving from her eyes to her nose and then intensely looking at her lips. Her heart started beating faster, she swallowed her saliva and said,

“ Mister, I have put your blanket in your bed, now, let me go.. ” she said in a pleading tone, however, her eyes were telling something else.

He didn't let her go, instead, he covered her lips with his and kissed her intensely, then whispered into her ears

“ The night is very cold, so I need you to warm my bed, ”

he said as he picked her in his arm and pushed her into the bed.

The next day, when no one found Abha in her tent, everyone started looking for her, and when they found her lying halfnaked in the stranger's bed, all the tribe's men became mad as hell.

“ We gave you shelter and you... You ruined the innocence of our head's daughter, ”

“ You bastard.. We will not let you go from here ”

“ We will bring Justice to our tribe's girl ”

“ We will kill you for your sin”

He was still not in his consciousness, his hangover was not gone, and was now tied to a big banyan tree while the tribe men were ready to push him into a fire. Meanwhile, his friend who had also come with him made his way to the tribe head and begged him for Krish

“ Sir, please, let my friend go, he was drunk last night, he didn't know what he was doing, let him go.. ”

They could get legal help from lawyers, but the tribe men were so stubborn that they weren't letting them go and were so destined to kill Krish. After an hour of negotiating, they came to the point that Krish had to marry Abha, only then they would spare his life. And by this way, he was forced to marry her.

After hanging up his phone, he looked at Abha, and sighed. Abha bowed down her head like a guilty child while he walked up to her and said

“ Look, our marriage... ”

he paused as he rubbed his forehead and then continued

After throwing out these words he left the home, leaving her alone at herself who just received a big shock from her husband with whom she was dreaming to live a happy married life.

The airport was crowded with media, reporters from all the channels had been standing in a queue, waiting to take the picture of the most famous billionaire so that their channel could get the limelight for a week.

“ The function was so peaceful, I'm so glad that Madam Rashmi asked you to come with me, Mr. Ahuja was so happy to see us together in the function, also the auction went high only because of your presence, ” Aliya said excitedly while holding his hand.

“ Mm.. ”

he said while moving his hands away from her.

“ Ah, I'm so sorry, Krish, I didn't think much before updating my status that I attended the charity function with you, and because of that the airport is now crowded by the reporters, ” she said while looking at the crowd that was trying to barge in, some had already started taking their photographs.

“ I guess they will not let us go without taking our photographs, I know you don't like being photographed with someone, but, I, I sincerely apologize to you, I really went too far this time, ”

Aliya apologized, meanwhile Naksh, Krish's security officer, interrupted,

“ You don't need to worry, Miss Aliya, Mr. Goenka experience these type of things after every few days, we have already prepared another doorway for Mr. Goenka and you, we will leave without being seen by the reporters, ”

“ Oh, you are too fast, Mr. Naksh, now I understand why Krish always keeps you with him, ” said Aliya, looking slightly unhappy with Naksh's statement.

“ It's my job, Miss Aliya, you are flattering me, ” said Naksh as he curled up his lips and added,

“ Mr. Goenka, this way please... ”

Krish nodded and then followed him along with Aliya, who was looking pissed off.

“ Why is it another car, is something wrong with your Maybach? ” asked Aliya while looking at Krish with surprised eyes.

“ Miss Aliya, this car is for you, the driver will drop you at Rashmi Mansion, Mr. Goenka's car is waiting there,” said Naksh while pointing towards the black Maybach whereas Aliya pursed her lips and looked at Krish.

“ Krish, aren't you going to see Madam Rashmi? Why do we need to travel in different cars? ” she pouted.

“ Mr. Goenka has work to handle, Miss... ”

“ I'm not asking to you.. ” she yelled at Naksh and he became silent after glancing at Mr. Goenka.

“ You go.. I'll see her after two days, I have works to handle, say hello to her on my behalf, ” said Krish

“ But... ”

“ Naksh, you go and personally drop Miss Aliya to Rashmi Mansion,” said Krish, not letting her add anything.

“ Miss Aliya, this way please.. ”

Naksh nodded and pointed the car to Aliya, she stomped her feet and then followed him.

Only then Krish Goenka, followed by two guards, walked up to his parked Maybach. His driver opened up the gate for him,

“ Why is it you? Where is Khanna? ” he asked after seeing a new driver.

“ Sir, my brother was not feeling well, so he asked me to receive you, ” he replied.

“ Oh okay, ”

said Krish and sat in. The driver closed the door for him and sat on his seat whereas the guards sat in the other car.

“ Sir, where should I take you, your villa or the company? ” asked the driver. If it was his old driver, Khanna, he wouldn't have to ask this question because he knew very clearly that his boss goes to see his secret wife on Saturday.

“ Take the car to south Delhi, sector 35 ”

said Krish while the driver seemed confused because that sector was known for the underdeveloped sites, there were not more than few buildings, most of them were still under construction, but he couldn't ask anything to his boss, so he just followed his boss's command whereas Krish opened his laptop and busied himself with his work.

Krish noticed that his car was not moving for few minutes, only then he raised his head from his PC and found himself stuck in the traffic. He opened the seat window to get the fresh air, meanwhile, a girl of not more than ten years, knocked, holding flowers in her hands.

“ Sir, I have fresh flowers from my nursery, pick one of them, your wife would be happy to see it, they are very cheap, sir do you want to buy one? ” she asked with a smile, showing two dimples at her cheeks while the driver scolded,

“ Hey kid, move away from the car. Mr. Goenka is not married yet, go and sell it to someone else, ”

After hearing it, the smile on her face faded away and she turned to leave with a disappointed face, however, she stopped by hearing a magnetic yet calm voice

“ Wait.. ”

She immediately turned back, saying, “ Sir, do you want to buy one? ”

“ Yes, give me the red roses” he replied while showing notes to her. She didn't take time in grabbing the note and handing over the roses to him.

After safely keeping her notes to her little purse, she sneered at the driver, while pouting, “ See, you don't know your boss well, he already has someone in his heart.. ”

“ You.. Little rascal.. ”

he bit his lips while the girl ran away after teasing him. Krish curled up his lips into a smile while brushing the petals of the flower with his gentle hands.

After the carriage stopped in front of the apartment, the guards followed him until he entered through the main door. He was pacing towards his room, suddenly he remembered that he was holding roses in his hand, after giving few thoughts to his mind, he walked up to the room beside his, that was supposed to be Abha's room.

He elegantly walked into her room, hesitating after each step, however, her room was empty. He checked her bathroom, she wasn't there, then the balcony, she wasn't there either. He then rubbed his forehead and then get back to the first floor and walked up to the kitchen.

He saw the back figure of a woman washing dishes in the basin.

‘ Hahh, it's just a flower, Krish, you can do it.. ’

he sighed as he walked to her. Maybe the woman was so much into her work that she didn't listen to his footstep.

“ Er.. I was saying that I, I bought this flower for you, do you... ? ”

“ Ahhhhhhhh.... ”

“ Ahhhh..... Who are you?”

The woman cried so loudly after seeing a strange man behind him so that he too couldn't help screaming.

“ I, I'm so sorry, Mr. Goenka, I, I was horrified after seeing you all of a sudden,” she apologized, however, he was still in a daze.

What was this woman doing in his home and his kitchen? Where was his wife?

“ Who are you? And where is the owner of this home?” he asked with a darkened face.

“ Aren't you the owner of the apartment? ” she asked while rubbing her hair, he sighed and then asked,

“ I mean where is the lady who takes care of it?” he asked.

“ Ohh.. you mean that lady who appointed me here? ” she asked while he raised his eyebrows, he was still confused about what the hell was going on there?

“ A lady offered me a job to take care of it and prepare the lunch and dinner on Saturday and Sunday, ” she added while he frowned.

“ Where is the lady who appointed you? ” he asked excitedly while she said,

“ She left ”

“ What!!! Where did she go? Did she tell you anything? ” he asked impatiently while the girl looked at him with confused eyes.

“ She didn't tell me anything, wasn't she a maid? ”

she asked as she was so much confused after seeing the worried expression on his master's face after knowing that his maid left.

“ OH FUCK.. ”

he murmured and then rushed back to her room.

He was impatiently opening the cupboards, wardrobes only to confirm that she was really gone, only leaving a letter for him.

He held the letter in his hand and started reading it with frowned eyes.

‘ Dear husband,

I tried, but, I failed. I tried again, I failed again. However, I didn't give up, I continued trying and giving our marriage a chance. It took me two years to realize that we are not made for each other. I'm extremely sorry to be a burden on you for all these years. But, now, I'm freeing you from this unwanted bond.

By the way, I'm leaving a girl behind me, she is excellent at taking care of homes, she will take care of your home from now, but please don't forget to give her her salary, okay?

Goodbye, hope after separating from me, you will find your true love.

Your Exwife ’

His hands started trembling after reading the letter, his expression darkened. He clenched the letter in his fist and threw it away.

He loosened his tie as he was worried, where could she go? She was a stranger in this city? Everything was new to her, she didn't understand the language ' Hindi ' too well. More importantly, she was illiterate, how could she write so well in the letter? Could it be that she made someone write this letter for her?

He pulled his hair in anger as he was so disturbed, he couldn't think of anything, what was going with her? Why did she leave him? Where did she go?

After wasting fifteen minutes only on his calculations, he dialed a number, the phone was soon picked up

“ Hello, Naksh, I'm giving you 24 hours, and I want you to find her, understand? ” he shouted angrily without even listening to him. Naksh looked at the caller id only for being sure that it was Krish who called him, because he never lost his temper on his employees, but what was wrong with him now that he even shouted at his most trusted security officer.

“ Is that clear? ” he yelled again.

“ Of course, sir, but can you tell me whom do you wanna look for? ” asked Naksh while he bit his lips, what should he say now?

“ I, I.. I'm looking for my personal maid, it doesn't matter, just do what I said ” he replied.

“ Okay sir, just send her picture to me and I'll report her location to you within few minutes,” Naksh said with confidence while Krish's eyebrows twitched.

“ Picture..? ”

he muttered as, after all these years of married life, he didn't have a single picture of his wife. He pursed his lips and started checking her room once again, this time for by chance finding her picture, however, he didn't find a single item that belongs to her.

He pursed his lips and said, “ I... I don't have her picture, ”

“ Oh, now, It will be a little bit difficult to find her, but can you tell me her name or something, I'll report you within few hours, ” said Naksh with confidence lesser than before. However, Krish frowned, his forehead wrinkled and he clenched his fists in anger, he was angry at himself because after living two years with his wife, he didn't even know his wife's name.

How pathetic the life she was living that her husband didn't even know her name?

At this moment, he wanted to give himself a hard slap for being a pervert all those time, but he then rushed to the dustbin where he had thrown the letter and then scrolled his fingers to the last sentence where he read ' Your Exwife ', his heart ached as he couldn't find his wife's name in the letter, and even find those words mocking at him that she was considering herself as his 'Ex Wife'.

“ I.. I don't know her name.. ” he replied.

“ Ohh.. Now... ” Naksh was hesitating to say anything, how could he find someone with no name, no background. However, Krish blurted out

“ I know her figure, her face... Call a drawing artist and I'll make him draw her figure, then you will get his picture, right? ”

“ Awesome! Then I'll call an artist tomorrow, Have a good night, Mr. Goenka ” said Naksh and he hang up the phone.

He fell to her bed glaring at the ceiling and thinking about the day when he met her.

When he came back to his sense he was already married to her with their weird culture and had to take care of his wife. He was mad at Kartik to make him stuck with an illiterate, down class girl. He couldn't accept her as his wife, neither can tell anyone that he had married to a tribe girl who had nothing special in her.

But now, it seems like it was not enough for her.

Did he wrong her? Was he treating her badly? But, she didn't tell him anything?

Shouldn't she discuss it with him before leaving him? Was he that bad that she didn't even think of telling him in person before leaving that she only left a note for him?

It was Sunday morning, if it would be past days, he would be working on his PC, and his wife would be serving him coffee and while serving him his coffee, she would say that she had prepared his jogging dress and then after taking his coffee, he would get change.

But now, everything was different, he had awoken earlier than before because he didn't sleep last night, he even messaged his assistant that today wouldn't be a holiday, all the employees would have to come to the office no matter what. Firstly, it was because Naksh told him that he would call a drawing artist and second he wanted to distract himself from this thought about his wife by working in the office and for that he cancelled the holiday of all his employees.

He was now going out for jogging when the maid interrupted him,

“ Sir, what should I make in breakfast? ” she asked, it reminded him of her wife who never asked him what he wanted to eat but knew all his favorite dishes, he loved the food made by her, however, he never told her that her hands had magic in it. How badly he wanted to tell her now, but unfortunately, she wasn't there to listen it,

“ Sir, sir.. I'm talking to you.. ”

The maid waved her hands in front of his eyes, only then he came back to his sense.

“ Hah.. Make whatever you want, ”

he said with darkened face and turned to leave, however, the maid again interrupted him,

“ Sir.. ”

“ Now what?? ”

he asked in a cold voice because her presence was reminding him the disappearance of his wife.

“ Sir, I need money to buy the groceries.. ” she said hesitantly while he bit his lips.

“ Money.. ”

He murmured as he suddenly realized that his wife never asked money from him. He wiped the drops of sweat from his forehead, and then rubbed the place between his brows.

She lived two years here, but she never asked anything from him, not even a single coin. He too never spent his money on buying anything for her or for this home except the apartment. Then how did she manage everything for two years? How was she buying groceries and other stuffs? Why didn't she ask him to give her money?

“ Take this card and buy whatever you want, ”

he said while throwing a card to her, the maid frowned after seeing a master card, she was only a maid, not his wife, why this man was giving her a master card only to buy some groceries, little did she know that this man was doing this out of his guilt.

She then turned to leave, but he called her,

“ You.. What's your name? ”

he asked, it would be much better if he would have asked this from his wife, but what's done was already done, he couldn't do anything except for regretting.

“ Bela.. ” she replied

“ How did you get your job? I mean how did she know you and offer you the job? ” he asked with meaningful gaze while she replied,

“ I had given advertisements in the news paper that I want the job of care taker and then I received a call, she said that I'm hired, ”

“ Oh, you can go now.. ” he said while narrowing his eye.

He cursed himself while pulling his hair in anger, to release his anger he walked outside.

As soon as he started running, his guards started following him, however, he stopped them as he wanted to be alone. After running for about a kilometre, his gaze fell on a tea seller where few men were gathered,

‘ If she was working somewhere or meeting with someone, the neighbors must have seen her anytime, ’

he thought as he walked up to the tea seller to get some information from the customers sitting there. He then took out his handkerchief and brushed the bench carefully before sitting there, the men sitting there laughed inside after seeing his action and then busied themselves in their routine gossips.

After ordering his tea, he faced to a man and said,

“ Do you live near apartment no 36? ” he asked casually.

“ No, I live four apartment away from that, this brother live near that apartment, ” he replied while pointing at another man. That man waved his hand to him while he smiled,

“ Bro, have you seen the lady who lived in Apartment no 36? ”

“ Are you talking about that victim, do you know her? ”

he asked with curiosity

“ Victim? What do you mean by victim? ” Krish asked with frowned eyes.

“ Don't you know that? Five days ago, few robbers sneaked into her apartment with the intention of robbery and stabbed that woman, she was hurt so badly, tsk tsk, it was terrible” he said with serious tone while Krish became silent for few seconds, meanwhile, the man continued.

“ She came back after three days, she must be in her apartment, who cares, she doesn't talk to anyone so nobody talks to her, you know naah, lady ego, if she doesn't talk to neighbors then the ladies would never gonna talk to her, and if we men dare to talk to her then be ready for a civil war, haha.. By the way you are looking new here, young man, ”

“ Oh yeah, I.. I'm new here, I need to go, I have work to handle, ” he said with indifferent voice and bid his farewell to the men.

“ Good Morning sir... ”

“ Good Morning Mr. Goenka, ”

“ Have a nice day sir, ”

“ Good morrrrrrningggg sir ummmm...”

A girl pinched the girl who who just wished while yawning, she immediately straightened herself however, he wasn't giving attention to anyone and kept walking up to his cabin.

“ Somebody please tell the boss that today is Sunday, why the hell has he called us here, ” the girl pouted whereas another girl glared at her, giving her warning to shut up,

“ Sshh, I heard that Mr. Goenka's mood is not good today, so better to shut your mouth close, ”

“ Shut my mouth close? I CANCELLED MY DATE TODAY OKAY? ” the girl yelled at her whereas another employee joined them.

“ You are complaining because you cancelled your date and there I'm, I had been promising my wife that this Sunday, I will definitely go to watch Captain America's civil war movie with her, now you see, it seems like a civil war is going to be initiated in my home, ” he said with unhappy expression whereas the two girls laughed meanwhile, the first girl who was the receptionist shouted,

“ Oh shitt.. ”

“ What happened? ” the other two asked,

“ I forgot to inform him something, ” she said as she rushed to Mr. Goenka, he was still outside his cabin when she caught him.

“ Mr. Goenka, ” she called him and he stopped,

“ I forgot to tell you something, ” she said,

“ What is it? ” he asked.

“ Actually, five days ago, when you were out of the city, a woman had called here, she said she was your maid.. ”

“ What?? What did she say? ” he asked excitedly while she continued

“ She didn't say anything, she just wanted to talk to you, she said she was urgently in need of you, by her voice she seemed to be in some kind of pain or injury, ” she said with confused voice while his expression darkened, he knew that five days ago she was stabbed by robbers.

It means she called for his help but he wasn't there when she badly needed him. He left her alone, how terrible her condition would be.

“ AND WHY THE HELL I'M KNOWING THIS NOW?? ” he shouted at her, meanwhile, all the employees became silent and started looking in this direction.

It was so unusual to everyone because Mr. Goenka was a kind of man who rarely loose his temper but what did happen just now that he lost his temper on his receptionist and the girl seemed to be in shock after seeing that cold expression on him.

“ Y.. you were out of the city.. ” she Stuttered

“ SO WHAT?? WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME? ”

After giving her a ice cold look, he entered his cabin, and dialed a number,

“ Hey Kartik, I don't care where you are but I want you to immediately show your ass here.. ” he said coldly at phone.

“ Hey bro chill!! This expression doesn't suit to you, okay, be in your calm aura and tell me what happened? ” a man from the other side said with extremely calm voice as if it was very usual for him to hear Krish like this.

“ She is missing? ” he said

“ Who is missing? ” Kartik asked with confused voice.

“ That woman.. ” he said while bitting his lips.

“ Oh, okay... By the way who is that woman? ”

“ You.. ” he bit his lips and then took a long breath and said

“ The woman we brought from Assam, remember? ” he said with comparatively calm voice whereas Kartik shouted loudly on the phone,

“ What!! Your wife is missing? ”

Krish pursed his lips and said, “ Please tell me that you aren't sitting with Madam Rashmi or Aliya or anyone related to me, ”

“ Don't worry, I'm out of the city now, ” replied Kartik while Krish took a sigh of relief.

“ Come back, I need your help, ” said Krish.

“ Hmm, okay I'm coming tomorrow, ”

As soon as he hang up his phone, someone knocked at the door.

“ Come in ” said Krish and a man entered..

“ Sir, myself Pratik Patel, I'm an artist, Naksh sir would have talked to you about me, ”

The artist introduced himself and soon started drawing a sketch according to Krish's description. At the end, Krish finally received his wife's pic that was exactly like her. He forwarded his portray to Naksh and ordered him to find out the whereabouts of this woman in twenty four hours.

“ Will you come out from you so called CEO attitude and tell me what happened? ” an irritated Kartik yelled because he was waiting for Krish to spit out something whereas he was sitting on his moving chair and was busy with his thoughts.

‘ Was she having an affair with someone?’

‘ Did she run away with her lover? ’

‘ How dare she cheat on me!! ’

“ Are you telling me saying anything or I go? ” said Kartik while pursing his lips.

“ What do you think? Where can she go? ” Krish finally spoke while Kartik sighed,

“ If you would be a normal man, you would have already figured it out, ” Kartik mocked.

“ What do you mean?” said Krish as he raised his eyebrows.

“ Come on man, where does a woman go when she fights with her husband? ” said Kartik, trying to make him understand but Krish still looked confused and asked, “ Where?? ”

“ Ohh, you really lack social knowledge, to her parent's home, of course, a woman rush to her parent's home whenever she fights with her husband, see how easy it was.. ” Kartik said proudly where as Krish looked at him angrily.

“ And do you still remember that she belongs to a nomad group who doesn't have any home, they kept roaming throughout the year, maybe they are here today and would be in the south next month, how would she know where her people were? More importantly, she was illiterate, she didn't have money, she wasn't used to our life style, how could she find out their location and would travel to her tribe, it's impossible for her, ”

“ Umm.. I didn't think about it, oh by the way, why are you so worried about her, do you know according to a survey ninety percent husbands want their wives to disappear but it never happens, you should be proud that you are the luckiest one who is experiencing this, hehe, ” said Kartik while grabbing Krish's coffee mug. Krish glared at him while he gulped, “ Oops sorry, bad joke!! ”

“ By the way this coffee's taste is as bitter as you, ” he added

“ I'm concerned about other things too.. ” said Krish and explained everything to him that happened with him in past three days then added,

“ Don't you think it's strange, she was illiterate but she wrote a letter to me and in Hindi, she even read newspaper add and called a maid. How could it be possible? ”

“ Will you stop calling her illiterate for once? Come on man, you ruined her innocence and still talking so rudely about her, don't you have any conscience, huh, ” said Kartik while his expression darkened,

“ I didn't ruin her innocence, I didn't do anything to her, in fact, I was the victim of everything, ” Krish shouted while Kartik looked at him with stunned eyes, “ What do you mean? ”

“ I once had doubt whether I really had sex with her that night or not, and therefore I checked her body... ” he paused,

“ And...? ” Kartik asked impatiently.

“ She was virgin ”

“ Whattt!!!! ” Kartik blurted out in shock.

“ It means, that night nothing happened between you two and that woman knew about it, still she didn't speak up, how vicious she is, when did you know about it? ” he asked in rage, however, he soon calm down and said

“ It's not her fault, maybe she would be afraid that time that her people would not believe her and her reputation would be doomed, girl's reputation is different from men and they care much about this, that girl must be scared that time, ” added Kartik while Krish sighed, seeing his only friend taking side of an unknown woman instead of feeling pity for him.

“ I found it long time ago, ” said Krish.

“ Oh by the way, you said that your wife didn't ask money from you yet she was living well and even maintaining your home, how is it possible? Was she working somewhere? Maybe we can get some clue from her working place, ” asked Kartik while Krish looked at him coldly, he suppressed his anger and said while pursing his lips,

“ Where could she work when she didn't have any identity card, and not to mention that she was ill.. umm, you know what.. ”

“ Oh yeah yeah, she was illiterate, I get it, then there is only one possibility.. ” said Kartik while thinking something deeply. Krish looked at him with deep eyes and asked impatiently

“ What? ”

“ She was having affair with someone, ” said Kartik whereas Krish clenched his fists in anger, he grabbed a file lying on his desk and threw on Katik's face

“ What nonsense are you spitting out? ”

“ Oh come on, bro, why are you feeling so jealous, it's not like you have any interest in her. You yourself think how could she have money when you weren't giving it to her? And what's more, she was married to you for two years yet you didn't touch her, women also has sexual need, if she wasn't getting it from you, of course, she would fulfill it from someone else, ”

“ Get out.. ”

“ What.. I just speak the fact, you just can't cage a woman without doing anything.... ”

“ I said get out, I don't need your help.. ”

“ Okay, okay, I'm not saying anything, is that fine? ” Kartik apologized, only then Krish calm down.

“ Then, what do you think? From where you will start? ” asked Kartik with serious tone.

“ I have prepared her portray and asked Naksh to find her whereabouts, ” said Krish while holding a file in his hands, Kartik chuckled.

“ What?? You busied your man to find a girl with a drawing? There are billions of people in this country and you are finding a girl with no identity and no clue. Even if your men are the best, they won't be able to find a single clue about her, not even in a month, I'm telling you it's impossible.... ”

“ Sir, we found her.. ”

Kartik's words were still stuck in his throat meanwhile Naksh barged in holding a file in his hand. Krish stood up excitedly whereas Kartik chuckled, he couldn't believe that this man had just proved his words wrong.

“ Are you a man or a computer? ” he murmured while looking into the file Naksh was holding whereas Naksh started scratching his head as he looked confused of his words. He then pointed a name to Krish and said,

“ Sir, the portray you have given us, we matched it from the registration data of Kuki tribes and it got matched with this girl name, Abha.. ”

“ Abha.. Yes, that's her name. I remember it now, ”

Krish said excitedly while Kartik looked at him with stunned eyes..

“ Don't tell me that you had forgotten your w... ” Kartik paused as Krish started coughing hinting him to not speak up by giving him a cold glare.

“...your maid's name. You are such a jerk, ah, poor girl, ” he patted Krish's back while pursing his lips.

“ What else do you find about her? ” asked Krish.

“ Sir, as you said, she is not the daughter of kuki's headman. She was a daughter of a normal man and the most important thing is that she died two years ago.. ” said Naksh while both Krish and Kartik were stunned. They glanced at each other, meanwhile, Kartik said with frowned eyes,

“ H.. Have you ever checked your w.. I mean your maid's shadow before? ” he stuttered as he gulped.

“ I have heard that ghost or spirit doesn't have shadows, ” he added while Krish glared at him

“ What nonsense, are you sure about it? ” Krish asked Naksh while he nodded

“ See, her death is recorded here, ” said Naksh while both Kartik and Krish saw it carefully. It was two days before the marriage date of Krish with that girl.

How could it be possible? He was living with a girl who was already dead. If Abha has dead two days before their marriage then who was the girl living with him and with the same face? Was she a ghost?