He Took Me for Granted, Now He's on His Knees — Novel

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Naomi’s world shatters when she uncovers the truth behind her boyfriend Wilbur’s seemingly perfect facade. The man she trusted for six years, who once comforted her through her grandmother’s illness, now stands accused of betrayal, tangled in a web of deceit spun by a girl who calls him “Uncle.” As Naomi grapples with her heartbreak, the stakes rise: can she salvage the love that once felt unshakeable, or is it already too late?

With each passing day, the distance between them grows, fueled by lingering doubts and unanswered questions. Is Wilbur truly the devoted partner he claims to be, or just another charming façade hiding a darker reality? As she follows him down a path riddled with secrets, Naomi must confront not just Wilbur's choices, but her own. She faces a choice—will she fight for the love she thought was hers, or will she finally break free from the chains of her own insecurities?

In a tale woven with tension, betrayal, and the quest for self-worth, Naomi learns that sometimes, the hardest battles are the ones fought within. Will she rise from the ashes of heartbreak, or remain trapped in a love that took her for granted?

He Took Me for Granted, Now He's on His KneesChapter 1

Naomi's POV

When my grandmother was seriously ill, my boyfriend of six years, Wilbur Frazier, took the next flight home to be by my side and took care of my grandmother with patience and devotion.

Grandma always said he was the kind of man worth entrusting my future to—successful, kind-hearted, and, most importantly, willing to set aside his pride to take care of me.

I used to believe that, too.

Until I saw the explicit photos another woman had sent him.

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Wilbur had been living abroad for years. He came from a wealthy family, while I was an orphan who had only my grandmother. Our worlds couldn’t have been more different. But he loved me deeply and cherished me.

When he left for school overseas, we began a long-distance relationship, meeting every two months. Sometimes he flew back, sometimes I went to him.

Two weeks ago, we had planned to meet at a hotel. Standing by the bed, I hesitated as I slipped into the lingerie I had bought just for that night. I wasn’t sure if I had the courage to wear it in front of him.

Girls abroad were so open. I was always afraid that my reserved nature would bore him.

Just then, his phone lit up.