13-04-2026, 11:23 AM
Chapter 98: Six Months of Cracks
Six months had passed since the birth of their daughter.
The baby’s official recorded name was Magizhini, meaning “Happy Girl” — the name Anandhi had lovingly chosen. But at home, Rahul insisted on calling her AaRa, the name he had proudly suggested on the very first day by combining the first two letters of Anandhi and Rahul. Everyone in the house had slowly gotten used to both names.
The little girl was now a healthy, chubby six-month-old who had started giggling and reaching for everything around her. Life at home looked peaceful on the surface. Rohan and Riya doted on their little sister, and Rahul played the role of the perfect, attentive father. But underneath, the cracks were widening.
The troubles for Suriya had come one after another, cold and relentless, orchestrated entirely by Dr. Madhavan.
First, multiple franchise owners filed consumer court cases alleging they had been supplied substandard supplements and faulty equipment that caused customer complaints and minor health issues. Suriya, as the public face of the fitness vertical, found himself dragged into lengthy legal proceedings. He spent days meeting lawyers, submitting documents, and trying to defend himself.
Then came the bank notice. Madhavan quietly triggered a compliance audit through his connections. Suriya’s main business account was suddenly frozen over “suspicious transactions.” The money he had earned through hard work in the past months was now locked away, leaving him financially strained and emotionally exhausted.
Anandhi had started overhearing fragments of these troubles through Rahul’s phone conversations. She knew Suriya was fighting multiple cases in consumer courts. Each time she heard Rahul speaking in low tones with Madhavan, a quiet unease settled deeper in her heart.
One afternoon, Anandhi took AaRa for her routine 6-month checkup — vaccination, growth monitoring, and general blood work. Rahul was busy with work, so she went alone.
The paediatrician examined the baby cheerfully and then casually glanced at the new blood report.
“AaRa’s blood group is A+,” the doctor said while updating the file.
She said why the previous mentioned it wrongly? AB+?
Anandhi froze.
A+.
She clearly remembered the day in the hospital when Madhavan had announced the blood group as AB+. She had been there. She had heard it with her own ears.
A sharp, cold doubt rose within her.
Doctor asked nurse to fetch old records.
In the manual they saw it reported at A+
Might be typing mistake on computer side Doctor said.
“Everything else looks perfectly normal.”
Anandhi could not stop doubting Rahul, the report Madhavan read, was altered one?
What was the purpose
She remembered how Madhavan revealed it and its like a soft announcement that Baby belongs to Rahul only.
She went into record maintaining team, she figured the same nurse who then bought the report, she placed before her and asked, why did you typed wrongly, if you tell now, i will leave it as it is or you may face legal actions Anandhi said.
The nurse got fear, she said Madhavan sir asked me to do that day, i didnt do for money, he was the one recommended me a job here, i did it for a return, please dont give a complain on me, Anandhi got hit with a harsh truth.
So Madhavan did changed the record. The purpose is clear now, they did to completely eradicate a chance or doubt about the real father,
Now given A+ is original blood, the chances of Suriya can also be a father came back on the floor.
Madhavan cannot act individually without Rahul's nod.. Why did he, shit ... she was upset literally.
She wasn’t angry. She was simply trying to piece things together — trying to understand what Rahul was truly trying to do and why he felt the need to go to such lengths.
What if AaRa is really Suriya’s daughter?
Rahul and Madhavan together changed the records so do they already know who is the real father, if Rahul was the father why they need to change the record.?
The thought refused to leave her mind as she held her baby close on the way back home.
That same evening, while Anandhi was feeding AaRa in the bedroom, Rahul stepped out onto the balcony to take a call. He thought she couldn’t hear him.
“Madhavan, what the hell did you do?” Rahul’s voice was sharp with irritation. “I only asked you to make his name look bad in the market — just enough so he would feel humiliated and leave on his own. Instead, you froze his account? He had earned so much money! Now he can easily take it as compensation for the house and still have plenty left. You made him stick to me forever!”
Madhavan’s reply came cool and clinical. “You wanted him out of your life completely. Freezing the account was the fastest way. He will be too busy fighting for his money to chase anything else.”
Rahul’s tone grew tighter. “You don’t understand. I was about to ask him to transfer the house documents from joint ownership to full under Anandhi’s name. Now he will keep coming back for money, for help, for signatures. You turned a clean exit into a permanent rope around my neck.”
Madhavan remained unfazed. “You still can ask him to transfer it to Anandhi. The agreement was he takes 75% lump share until the amount value comes close to the house. He earned it. Protecting that money is his headache now. Legally, you are still entitled to get him away from the house.”
Rahul let out a frustrated breath but said nothing more.
Anandhi sat motionless on the bed, AaRa still nursing. She had heard every single word.
Her mind connected the dots rapidly — the changed blood group announcement, the sudden legal troubles, Madhavan’s cold involvement, and Rahul’s desperate need to prove the baby was his and remove Suriya from the house completely.
She looked down at AaRa’s peaceful face and gently stroked her soft hair.
A quiet but heavy realization settled in her heart.
She wasn’t furious with Rahul.
She was simply trying to understand why the man she had chosen — the man who claimed to love her and the children so possessively — felt the need to destroy another man’s life just to keep what he believed belonged to him.
For the first time in many months, Anandhi felt a strong, unspoken pull to speak to Suriya again.
Not out of guilt. But out of a growing need to know the full truth, she wanted to hear his side of story of what he is facing outside, she wanted to warn him.
Six months had passed since the birth of their daughter.
The baby’s official recorded name was Magizhini, meaning “Happy Girl” — the name Anandhi had lovingly chosen. But at home, Rahul insisted on calling her AaRa, the name he had proudly suggested on the very first day by combining the first two letters of Anandhi and Rahul. Everyone in the house had slowly gotten used to both names.
The little girl was now a healthy, chubby six-month-old who had started giggling and reaching for everything around her. Life at home looked peaceful on the surface. Rohan and Riya doted on their little sister, and Rahul played the role of the perfect, attentive father. But underneath, the cracks were widening.
The troubles for Suriya had come one after another, cold and relentless, orchestrated entirely by Dr. Madhavan.
First, multiple franchise owners filed consumer court cases alleging they had been supplied substandard supplements and faulty equipment that caused customer complaints and minor health issues. Suriya, as the public face of the fitness vertical, found himself dragged into lengthy legal proceedings. He spent days meeting lawyers, submitting documents, and trying to defend himself.
Then came the bank notice. Madhavan quietly triggered a compliance audit through his connections. Suriya’s main business account was suddenly frozen over “suspicious transactions.” The money he had earned through hard work in the past months was now locked away, leaving him financially strained and emotionally exhausted.
Anandhi had started overhearing fragments of these troubles through Rahul’s phone conversations. She knew Suriya was fighting multiple cases in consumer courts. Each time she heard Rahul speaking in low tones with Madhavan, a quiet unease settled deeper in her heart.
One afternoon, Anandhi took AaRa for her routine 6-month checkup — vaccination, growth monitoring, and general blood work. Rahul was busy with work, so she went alone.
The paediatrician examined the baby cheerfully and then casually glanced at the new blood report.
“AaRa’s blood group is A+,” the doctor said while updating the file.
She said why the previous mentioned it wrongly? AB+?
Anandhi froze.
A+.
She clearly remembered the day in the hospital when Madhavan had announced the blood group as AB+. She had been there. She had heard it with her own ears.
A sharp, cold doubt rose within her.
Doctor asked nurse to fetch old records.
In the manual they saw it reported at A+
Might be typing mistake on computer side Doctor said.
“Everything else looks perfectly normal.”
Anandhi could not stop doubting Rahul, the report Madhavan read, was altered one?
What was the purpose
She remembered how Madhavan revealed it and its like a soft announcement that Baby belongs to Rahul only.
She went into record maintaining team, she figured the same nurse who then bought the report, she placed before her and asked, why did you typed wrongly, if you tell now, i will leave it as it is or you may face legal actions Anandhi said.
The nurse got fear, she said Madhavan sir asked me to do that day, i didnt do for money, he was the one recommended me a job here, i did it for a return, please dont give a complain on me, Anandhi got hit with a harsh truth.
So Madhavan did changed the record. The purpose is clear now, they did to completely eradicate a chance or doubt about the real father,
Now given A+ is original blood, the chances of Suriya can also be a father came back on the floor.
Madhavan cannot act individually without Rahul's nod.. Why did he, shit ... she was upset literally.
She wasn’t angry. She was simply trying to piece things together — trying to understand what Rahul was truly trying to do and why he felt the need to go to such lengths.
What if AaRa is really Suriya’s daughter?
Rahul and Madhavan together changed the records so do they already know who is the real father, if Rahul was the father why they need to change the record.?
The thought refused to leave her mind as she held her baby close on the way back home.
That same evening, while Anandhi was feeding AaRa in the bedroom, Rahul stepped out onto the balcony to take a call. He thought she couldn’t hear him.
“Madhavan, what the hell did you do?” Rahul’s voice was sharp with irritation. “I only asked you to make his name look bad in the market — just enough so he would feel humiliated and leave on his own. Instead, you froze his account? He had earned so much money! Now he can easily take it as compensation for the house and still have plenty left. You made him stick to me forever!”
Madhavan’s reply came cool and clinical. “You wanted him out of your life completely. Freezing the account was the fastest way. He will be too busy fighting for his money to chase anything else.”
Rahul’s tone grew tighter. “You don’t understand. I was about to ask him to transfer the house documents from joint ownership to full under Anandhi’s name. Now he will keep coming back for money, for help, for signatures. You turned a clean exit into a permanent rope around my neck.”
Madhavan remained unfazed. “You still can ask him to transfer it to Anandhi. The agreement was he takes 75% lump share until the amount value comes close to the house. He earned it. Protecting that money is his headache now. Legally, you are still entitled to get him away from the house.”
Rahul let out a frustrated breath but said nothing more.
Anandhi sat motionless on the bed, AaRa still nursing. She had heard every single word.
Her mind connected the dots rapidly — the changed blood group announcement, the sudden legal troubles, Madhavan’s cold involvement, and Rahul’s desperate need to prove the baby was his and remove Suriya from the house completely.
She looked down at AaRa’s peaceful face and gently stroked her soft hair.
A quiet but heavy realization settled in her heart.
She wasn’t furious with Rahul.
She was simply trying to understand why the man she had chosen — the man who claimed to love her and the children so possessively — felt the need to destroy another man’s life just to keep what he believed belonged to him.
For the first time in many months, Anandhi felt a strong, unspoken pull to speak to Suriya again.
Not out of guilt. But out of a growing need to know the full truth, she wanted to hear his side of story of what he is facing outside, she wanted to warn him.
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