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 Ex-wife ’

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 Ex-wife ', 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.

He had gone to Assam, a northeastern state of India, to expand his business there. On his way back to Delhi, Kartik, his closest friend, suggested him to come back alone, leaving his guards and their positions of CEO on holiday and live a normal life for a day. He wanted him to cheer up and live a carefree day with him, however, his plan backstab him as their car got punctured on the highways. It was a hilly area where the network was down, they couldn't find the mechanic or call their guards, luckily, they saw nomad's tents where Kuki tribes were celebrating their festival. Kartik insisted him to join them and spent the night there, but both of them got drunk and Krish ended up with the daughter of Tribe head.

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.

In his way back to Delhi, he instantly bought this apartment, that was easily available that time as he couldn't bring her to his home and make a fool of himself. He then caged her in this apartment thinking that she will live her life happily there, and would not find out that he was actually ashamed of her being his wife. He was guilty that he ruined his innocence, but still he was not ready to accept her as his wife, yet he didn't want to hurt her by saying so. So, he did what he thought was right at that time.

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?