Novel & Cerita Who Deserves Your Love

“Chloe, the doctor said Hendrick isn’t going to make it. He’s been calling your name. Please, go in and talk to him.” When I walked into the room, it was like Hendrick sensed my presence. He opened his eyes and looked at me. I stood over him, our roles reversed, everything completely different from before. Hendrick tried to speak, his voice barely a whisper. I had to lean in close to hear him. “Chloe, did you ever love me?” I looked at him and replied, slowly and clearly, “You don’t deserve his heart.” After the bidding meeting, I received a flood of offers from different companies, but I turned them all down.

Thousands of girls came into my life and I have been with hundreds but no one stole my gaze upon the first gaze like she did. I closed my eyes for a second and her face appeared in front of my eyes. I opened my eyes, again she appeared in front of me. I shook my head and this time, it finally stopped. I can't let myself be in love at a time like this. And I'm pretty sure she's a 16 years old highschooler. She's too young. And I shouldn't be interested in a minor. Yes she's a minor, I know it. She's too young for me and I can't have her.

I just can’t. Honestly, I wasn’t only doing this for the baby, I’m doing this because I love him. I’ve never felt this kind of love with anyone before and I know he loves me. It’s impossible that he never fall for me in the years of relationship we had. I know Ivy is prettier than me and she’s the perfect wife for Pierce because of her money and status, but is it really that hard to love someone like me? “Will everything really end like this Warren. Is it really that easy to throw me away from your life?” I asked, my voice cracked in the end.

It was clear to me now that he had gotten control. "Why do you do so much for me?" I whispered. "Because you deserve it all and more. Because you're deserving, because there is no one else I would rather do it for than you" His electric eyes held mine as he poured out his heart like an ocean before me. The plethora of emotions in those eyes had me swimming, Did I deserve to be loved by a man like this? Did I deserve another chance with him? If he knew of what I had done, would he forgive me? Could I really let go of Mac and run into his arms?

she added. Clay shouted, "Go ahead, run! That's what you always do, right? The moment you start to feel something real, it scares you. That's why you wear this mask, never showing the real you, pretending to be whoever others want. You don't believe you deserve love or to be seen for who you truly are! And if someone does see the real you, you get scared and leave!" "This is what it's all about. You don't think you deserve love for who you are, or that someone could love you just as you are, so you run away!" Clay yelled and Lorraine stopped again, tears welling in her eyes as she turned to him.

Did I really not deserve to be loved? Erica wrapped her arms around me. "Babe, you're an amazing person! You're gorgeous, you have an incredible figure, and you light up every room you walk into. And it's not just your looks—you have such a kind, beautiful heart! If I were a man, I'd marry you in a heartbeat! "So Miranda, you deserve to be loved. You deserve to be loved by everyone. Caesar's going to spend the rest of his life regretting that he lost you."

But my mind… my past… my reality—they all came crashing in before the word could ever leave my lips. I couldn’t say it. I didn’t deserve it. Not the life he was offering. Not the freedom. Not him. ⸻ My father’s voice echoes in my head, just like it always does. “The richer the man, the more you must give to keep him.” I used to believe that. I was raised to believe that. Love wasn’t something soft or real—it was a transaction. Power. Control. Alignment. Marriage wasn’t about happiness. It was about advantage.

Realizing that I could not win over him, I told him, "Okay..Will you give me your phone now ?? " "Ofcourse shaky..I will give you but before that you have to say I love you rakshith.." I got furious after hearing his words..Is he thinking I was a toy ??..I'm not a puppet to act like he says..Yes..I loved him and still loving him but I don't allow him to use me as he wish..I will not say that word to him because he don't deserve it..He don't deserve my love..He don't deserve my selfless love..I even went to work as a cleaner for him but in return he used me like an tissue paper and threw it away..I got more angry while remembering all his insult words..I shouted to him,

“I will never give up on you. Not if the justice system goes against you, not when the press turns against you, or if the world spins everything around. I will always stand with you and by you and together, we will be constant.” I glanced away, a sob escaping my lips. “Julia…” “What did I do to deserve this?” I murmured, “What good deed did I commit in my past life to be loved this much?” Greta smiled through her tears and retracted her phone. “Love isn’t earned Julia. It’s either not there, or it’s meant to be.” I wiped my tears. “But, just between the two of us,” she continued, reaching out to hold my hands. “You deserve every shred of love you get, every last drop.”

“You deserve someone better. And I don’t deserve you at all.” My heart clenches for him, breaking at the knowledge that he doesn’t understand, that he doesn’t know he is worthy, worthy of love, of happiness. And in truth, it isn’t about what either of us deserves. It is about the truth, that I will love him, unconditionally, regardless of what either of us thinks we are deserving of.