[What do you mean? How dare you even think of breaking up with my son?]
[You’ve enjoyed eight years of luxury, and now you think you’re a high-society lady? Getting a bit too full of yourself, aren’t you?]
[If you’re not keen on being part of the Wallace family, trust me, countless others would jump at the chance!]
Other voices joined the fray, each more critical than the last.
[Exactly! Don’t be so ungrateful!]
[Eight years with him? You’re just used goods that no one else would want!]
After everyone had their say, Caesar finally stepped in. As always, he offered no defense for me.
Over the past eight years, his silence had only fueled the Wallace family's contempt.
He chatted, [There’s nothing between Gaia; it was just a birthday celebration for an employee.]
[But what about you, Zelia? What were you doing at the hospital with that man? Were you sneaking around for a check-up?]
He displayed a photo of me with another man at the hospital.
A wave of bitterness surged in my throat, not just because he had me followed but because he could easily twist the truth.
My heart's obsession shattered, leaving only a deep sense of humiliation.
[Don’t think accusing me will cover up what you’ve done,] I retorted.
The family erupted in chaos, his mother shouting curses. [Look at you, Zelia. After all the support our family gave you over the years, this is how you repay us. Tomorrow, pack your things. I never want to see you again!]
I was abruptly kicked out of the group chat before I could defend myself.
A cold laugh escaped my lips as I surveyed the vast expanse of the house, realizing that none truly belonged to me.
Caesar’s mother had a point.
I had been orphaned at a young age, and it was only through the Wallace family’s support that I had been able to attend Willow Creek and Silverwood University and study abroad.
Eventually, I joined the family’s company, falling for Caesar at first sight during a meeting.
I had always felt my background fell short of the Wallace family’s standards, yet to my surprise, he chose me.
With unwavering conviction, he clasped my hand and boldly proclaimed in front of his family, “I’ll marry Zelia and no one else; I’m certain of her.”
Their acceptance came with reluctance, convinced that my status as an orphan made me easily controllable.
I had once believed I had found true love, only to discover I had stumbled into a dark pit of despair.