The bride fate chose
“This marriage is for my son. Not for love. Never for love.” That’s all Rudra Singh Rathore said on the night he married Aadhya Verma—a girl chosen not by his heart, but by fate and family. At 30, Rudra is a cold, emotionally shut-off business tycoon and a single father to a two-and-a-half-year-old boy, Ivaan—his entire world. After being betrayed by his wife, who abandoned them both, Rudra buried his emotions behind power and silence. Love is weakness. Trust is dead. All he wants is to raise his son in peace. But his traditional and loving joint family—especially his sharp-tongued Dadi and soft-hearted mother—has other plans. They believe Ivaan deserves more. He deserves a mother. So they find Aadhya Verma. Aadhya, 24, is a sweet-natured child psychologist with a spine of steel and a heart that still believes in healing. She agrees to the arranged marriage to fulfill her dying grandmother’s final wish, stepping into a palace full of strangers, a husband who promises nothing, and a child in desperate need of affection. “You will be my son’s mother. Never my wife.” Rudra's rules were clear. But fate doesn’t follow rules. From silent meals and awkward glances to midnight feedings and emotional meltdowns, Aadhya begins to weave herself into the very fabric of Rudra’s closed-off world. She takes a life-changing decision—to induce lactation and breastfeed the fragile Ivaan, becoming the mother he never had. And slowly, her warmth begins to melt Rudra’s icy resolve. But falling in love with a man who swore never to love again? That wasn’t part of the deal. As family drama brews, buried scars reopen, and her overprotective brother demands answers, Aadhya must face the truth: Was she truly just the bride fate chose—or the one Rudra needed all along?
