After My Husband Cheated Novels & Stories

He looked interested, but I couldn’t imagine why. “Then?” “He proposed 3 months after and we were together until last year. I found out he cheated on me with a waitress because we were having dinner when the police came to our house and he got arrested for attempted murder. He beat that woman so hard, her face looked like a tomato and I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe any of it. I took Gwen from school and we’ve been moving ever since. I don’t know how he found us, but the nurses must’ve let him in because he still is my husband.”

Sarah: "Just think - a few more months and we'll be rich. And that pathetic waitress will be gone." The crowd's murmurs turned angry. Someone threw a drink at Tom. "I spent a year gathering evidence," I told the horrified onlookers. "Every murder plan, every detail of their affair." "While they plotted my death, I worked those double shifts. Smiled at their faces. Played the devoted wife." "And yes, Tom - I made sure the child I carried wasn't yours. I wasn't about to give a murderer a legacy." His mother had collapsed into a chair. "My son... "

CELESTE POV The first time I saw my husband cheating on me was on I*******m. Not in person, not even through a rumour, but via a post his secretary had ‘mistakenly’ tagged me in. “Some nights are too perfect to share with others,” I read the caption aloud. 11:59 pm.

“I don’t know. All I know is that it’s way too big to be a coincidence. You are her! You are my wife!” “No.” I smirk. “The wife you’re speaking of is at your home right now. Ruining your life. Why? Because that’s what you chose.” With that, I turn around and leave. I get into the car, my whole body shaking from the encounter. I roll up the partition for Justin not to see and report back to Zane. But as soon as the cover is up, I let it out. The tears. From anger. From frustration. From grief. The love that I had for him. The love that I thought would be enough for the both of us even if he didn’t love me back. The love that has now died, along with Allie.

And then he left the room. Now I was alone with Maria. I could pour out everything my husband had done and how I felt to her. I always felt really nice talking to her about my marriage. She had been my only pillar of hope. She had been the only one keeping me strong. I was really grateful to her. “OK, so what happened this time around?” Maria said, wearing her glasses while I looked at her. I cleared my throat a little before speaking. “I caught him cheating on me again. It’s our anniversary today and I just wanted to be with him, you know? So I walked into his room and caught him cheating on me with my maid. Can you believe that?” I complained, looking really sad.

"Maybe this answer sounds too strange, but it really is the only answer. "I was attacked, insulted, and nearly driven to death because I bought my son that tie. "But more importantly, while I was investigating the truth, I stumbled onto something else. "My husband, whom I’ve been with for fifteen years, ten of which we were married for, has been cheating on me since the beginning of our marriage." The comment section exploded. [Wait, what kind of plot twist is this?] [Can you stop dodging the question? What does this have to do with everyone hating you?]

I'd call him later when I'm done with this anniversary celebration. I turned the door knob,my hand on it,when my eye saw the most heartbreaking thing I've never thought I'd see. My hands froze. My legs stiffened. My phone fell to the ground, shattering that moment. Right on our matrimonial bed, Jaden,my husband,was fucking a bitch looking slut from behind. I forgot to breathe. I knew Jaden was a pathetic cheat, several times I've caught him in inappropriate situations with different ladies. Each time he denied it all.

“My wife, Emmanuella, was the cause of my financial crisis—not directly, but indirectly. They say that behind every successful man, there’s a woman, right? Well, what about behind every unsuccessful man? Is there not a woman inflicting pain on him?” “I caught my wife—not once, not twice—having extramarital affairs with other men. It left a wound in my heart. My mental health was deeply affected, which, in turn, impacted my ability to manage my business effectively.” “When you caught her having an affair, why didn’t you file for divorce?” Ms. Baker asked. I wiped my eyes, letting out a shaky breath. “What can I say? I was the idiot who loved my wife to the core. “More so, remember that I was

Because of everything that happened, we didn't make it to Mom's for the holiday. She called me to ask why, and the moment she heard I was getting a divorce, she tore into me. "Are you stupid? At your age? You think you're still young and good-looking? Whatever you did wrong, go apologize and fix it." I could barely get the words out without choking up. "Renee cheated on me with some young guy." Mom went quiet for a second, but it didn't last. "How useless do you have to be for your own wife to cheat on you?"

I needed to lose myself for a bit to forget the bone-deep hurt he was solely responsible for. I had left for good and should never have returned. I should have signed those goddamn papers instead of hesitating and wasting two damn weeks. Now I felt like a fool who couldn’t get her priorities straight. Stupid enough to go back to his agitating ass, hoping he would help in clearing this maze of emotions inside me. Though he helped me just fine. I knew now not to trust him ever again. “Let me guess, you just caught your ever-loving husband in bed with another woman and now you’re here to dull the pain and forget his cheating ass,” a deep voice rang into my ear and made me frown.