✨ Completed on SCROLLSTACK ✨ He married her for his son. He never meant to fall for her. But some hearts don't ask for permission. They just break the rules. Rudra Singh Rathore is ice-unfeeling, untouchable, and utterly devoted to the only person who matters: his abandoned two-year-old son. Love? Dead. Trust? Buried. All he needs is a mother for his child, not a wife. Enter Aadhya Verma-kind-hearted, steel-spined, and completely unprepared for the storm she's walking into. An arranged marriage. A broken family. A man who warns her not to hope. But Aadhya doesn't listen to warnings. And Rudra doesn't see her coming. She softens his silence. She becomes his son's entire world. And slowly, painfully... she starts to matter. This was never supposed to be love. But fate has no mercy-and hearts have no rules. When the walls fall, will he choose to love her... or lose her forever?

Maybe texting the wrong number is a good thing.

Samridh is a simple man who has achieved it all with his efforts. Marriage was not something he thought of. Being an orphan, He was a man who had seen the other side of having nothing. He didn't demand much just his efforts and he achieved it all. Love was far away from his life. He never expected himself to fall for a girl because he had already fallen for his dreams. One Fine day, His Boss asked him to marry his daughter. He couldn't say no to him. He said yes, but was sure his daughter would reject him. But the day, Ruchi enters his house everything changes. He learned what he was lacking. Note: I do not own the picture in the cover. The image is taken from Pinterest.

Unknown Number: I buried the body. What now? Me: Umm...what? Unknown Number: Ah shit. Sorry, wrong number! Could you like...delete that message? Me: Will the police be able to track it back to me if i don't? Unknown Number: ...yes. Me: Ok. Deleted. Bye. [Completed] Cover by @daisybrowser

I was the perfect wife for five years, but he never loved me. He only had eyes for her, his first love. So I decided to end our marriage and move out. But a week later, he showed up at my door. "Divorce?" He looked at me with red eyes. "Say that again."