After My Husband Cheated Novels & Stories

I turned and walked away. "I love you... Kaia, please. I love you!" he shouted after me. The tears came faster, but I didn't look back. I gripped the railing of the stairs, praying I wouldn't faint as the world tilted. I felt physically worse than yesterday. I couldn't tell if it was the flu or the heartbreak. My husband cheated on me. I reached for the front door, my lips trembling, but before I could open it, he wrapped his arms around me from behind.

Just as she was about to explode in anger, Tristan quickly softened his voice to comfort her. “Fifi, you’re still recovering from postpartum. You shouldn’t get worked up.” He was emboldened by his coworkers closely surrounding him. He took a deep breath and asserted himself. “Stop this nonsense! My only wife is Fifi.” His eyes were filled with utter disgust. “You couldn’t get me to love you back after chasing me for five years, and now you resort to slander and revenge? That’s just sick.” I had long prepared the evidence of his affair. I scoffed and threw our marriage certificate at his face.

I hesitated, then bent to pick it up, brushing off the dust as I held it with my left hand, my right hand resting on my waist. The headline leaped out at me: “I Divorced My Husband Because He Cheated on Me.” Curiosity prickled at my mind. I unfolded the brittle pages carefully, scanning the first column. The print was slightly faded, but the words were still legible. “I thought getting married to my husband was my dream come true. He showered me with love, and I thought there was nothing apart from our world. Little did I know that he was a cheat. A friend of mine caught him in a hotel with another woman. I wanted to see things myself…”

It had always been the two of us. My husband had promised in front of everyone at our wedding to be there for me forever. However, just a few years down the line, he had changed his tune... "Mom..." My worried look was the last straw. I had been holding it in for too long, and the tears just started to flow. Mom jumped, startled, quickly tucking the baby back into bed before turning to me. "What's wrong, honey?" I spilled everything, no holding back. "He did what to you?" Mom's face turned red with anger. She grabbed my hand, ready for battle. "We're going to confront him right now! How can he cheat on you so shamelessly right after you've had his child? How are you supposed to go on?!"

Everything hit me like a truck, the wedding, the mutual consent to be chosen mates, the drive, and leaving her at the hotel. My mind also didn’t forget to remind me of the fact that I practically got wasted after dropping her at the hotel. As the realization sets in, another revelation hit me like a rock. Not only have I disappointed my best friend, but I have also cheated on my wife on the very first night of our wedding. And while I was busy trying to look for my mate, she was wondering where the hell I’m? I gave her hope yesterday, promising that I would try to make things work and now I took away that hope and maybe even ruined our friendship.

John asked. I saw Taylor’s jaw clenched and his face turned even darker. I can read it clearly from his expression, he don’t want me to utter another word. I smirked at him and walked to face his family. “My husband here cheated on me with his business partner. A girl, yes, and that girl is shoving a huge fucking dildo in my husband’s butt-hole! Now tell me again to forgive this bastard and move on from this problem.” They all went paled. I don’t know what Taylor looks like since he was standing quietly behind me.

The sobs broke free then, deep and wrenching, bending me over as I slid down to the floor, face buried in my hands while my whole body shook with the force of it. I rocked back and forth there in the dark, gasping through the pain as every moment replayed crueler than before his forehead kiss to her in the hospital, the distance he'd put between us for months, all the breakfasts ignored and doors slammed shut. My husband was cheating, plain and simple, carrying on with Sophia right under our roof while I'd spent all this time trying to piece together a marriage from nothing. I'd begged with my efforts, chased him through every cold silence and stormy pullback, held onto scraps like they mean

But it turns out that behind the perfect appearance lies imperfection. “Thank you for trusting us, Mr. Walker. We are proud to have your trust. We are deeply saddened and sympathize with what has happened to you and your family. Like me, I am also going through a divorce because my husband cheated on me with a neighbor who lives in the same apartment building as us. My mother said that infidelity doesn’t happen because of one person, but because two people can’t resist their desires. Infidelity is like a virus that’s hard to eliminate. I, too, am a victim of infidelity, as my father was unfaithful. So when I found out my husband was cheating and prioritizing another woman and her child, I st

My heart sank, I couldn’t believe it. I pinched myself and rubbed my eyes, to be sure I was seeing the right thing, I wanted to be sure that this wasn’t a nightmare. I opened my eyes widely open, and nothing changed, it was the truth, I wasn’t imagining things. My husband was cheating on me, our marriage wasn’t even a week yet. My husband is a cheat. My head made a loud sound, sending my whole body shaking. “Harder, Sebastian!” The woman moaned, pulling Sebastian down to herself, as she took his lips.

I bit out. "You don't need to know," he snapped. "I need to know," I said resolutely, not backing down. "Seven months," he said reluctantly. I felt air escaping my lungs and I almost collapsed from the pain. My husband had been cheating on me for seven months. I felt so sick I wanted to throw up. He went to where Bianca was still lying on the bed, with a smug look on her face and held her hands as he stared at me and said those four earth shattering words