I Gave Him Everything, He Gave Me Regret — Novel

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In a world where love and loyalty are twisted into a cruel game, Zelia finds herself at a crossroads after nearly a decade of devotion to Caesar Wallace. What began as a fairytale romance has turned into a nightmare, marked by betrayal and humiliation. When a lavish birthday gesture reveals the truth behind Caesar’s affections, Zelia is forced to confront the painful reality of her relationship. Is it possible to reclaim your identity after dedicating so much to someone who never truly valued you?

As Zelia grapples with her shattered heart, the stakes only rise. The Wallace family, once a sanctuary, now feels like a prison, filled with judgment and scorn. With everyone turning against her, including the man she once adored, she must navigate a web of deceit and manipulation while reclaiming her sense of self. Can she find the strength to walk away from the life she built around Caesar, or will the pull of their shared past keep her tethered to a love that has turned toxic?

In this gripping tale of heartbreak and resilience, every decision carries weight. As Zelia embarks on a journey of self-discovery, the question remains: how do you move on when everything you sacrificed has been for someone who never truly saw you?

I Gave Him Everything, He Gave Me RegretChapter 1

After nine years together, Caesar Wallace, usually lost in his work, surprised me by taking me shopping for the first time. With a dramatic gesture, he booked out the entire luxury wing of the mall.

“Zelia, happy birthday!”

The smile on my face faltered as I realized he’d gotten my birthday wrong. His lavish gesture was all over the internet, with everyone admiring my luck.

But his secretary's voice cut through, laced with sarcasm. “These are all for me! Some poor fool is just soaking up my spotlight!”

That’s when I realized, it was her birthday, not mine. Caesar had even gifted her a seaside villa as an apology.

I didn’t break down or create a scene; instead, I gathered up every gift and sent it to her.

But when I arrived, I found Caesar holding her, both barely clothed.

His voice filled with irritation as he snapped, “Can you stop reading too much into this? What’s wrong with celebrating an employee’s birthday?”

“Only someone with a filthy mind sees filth everywhere. Stop being so dramatic!”

For the first time, I didn’t cry or raise my voice.