Novel & Cerita Best Cheating Husband Romance Books

That was all her husband said and Bella left his room that night and she’s never been in his room since then. She wasn’t going to pine over some man when she’s being desired by tons. But she was lying, fooling herself because she kept desiring her husband. So who was Gabriel? Gabriel was a wealthy billionaire, sexiest amongst his ton but his flaws? They were so many that his wife, Bella, included the fact that he didn’t crave her sexually or touched her as one of his flaws, the worst of them.

“One thing, to write a romance novel.” “Me too. Never liked those types of novels.” “There is one more type that I don't like.” “What type is that?” “Where the husband cheats his wife, and she faithfully prays that he will return to her and that they will live happily ever after.” “Just, look at our Lady Vertina.” “What's with her?” “The last time, I heard about her, she had three lovers and two husbands.” “Three lovers and two husbands? ” “Yes. Do you know, what's the best part?”

Cyra nodded, and then watched him leaving. She had never expected to see this side of him which made her believe that not just only a perfect man, a perfect cook….he was a perfect and ideal husband. He was that kind of life partner which any girl would feel blessed to have, but what about her? Why was this blessing cloaked as a curse for her? “This novel is quite romantic,” Cyra heard him saying who was reading the romance novel for her. Her head was placed over his lap as he had given her a head massage after their dinner, and now he was reciting that story for her.

Ami responded. "That's right, love can fade, Lissa. Let alone you who never pays attention to your husband; a wife who cares about her husband can still cheat on him. Moreover, you are ignorant of him, not to mention your rival, the beautiful harlot. I think it's only natural that Edgar can love Naia," Cassie continued. "What a spicy mouth you have, Cas!" protested Elissa. "We can't help you if you don't change yourself, right, Mi?"

“Still clinging to the glory of the Lewis name? Haven’t you heard? There’s nothing left of it to cling to.” “You—! Poor Alan, forced to marry someone like you—” “Poor Alan?” Imogen leaned in slightly, her smile widening. “The bastard who couldn’t even keep his dick in his pants a month after our engagement? You call that misfortune?” Her words struck like a slap, loud enough for nearby guests to pretend not to hear, yet sharp enough to make their glances linger, their whispers grow. “Your dear cousin Alan is only pitiful because he thought screwing his secretary was a clever move,” Imogen continued, her tone light, almost amused. “Pitiful because he thought a man’s worth lay between his legs

“Those two years when your legs were paralyzed—yes, I wasn’t by your side. But why? Because I was out finding a cure for you! “I went into the hottest deserts, battling sandstorms and blistering heat to find the plants needed for extracting those medicinal compounds. My team and I were nearly swallowed by quicksand. We faced storms that almost killed us. But I never backed down because I wanted you healed. I wanted the research to succeed more than anyone else. “And what about you? While I was risking my life for you, what were you up to? You were sleeping with my cousin. You hid it from me for two years! And you even used ‘business trips’ as an excuse to marry her in America!

Richard tried to reach for my hands as he said his, but I swatted them away in an instant. “What are you even saying to me?” I growled still bewildered at his words. “You want my ex to marry my sister… the same person he cheated on me with, in my own house?” “No, that's not what I'm saying, Audrey,” Richard replied, his voice soft and gentle. “Then what are you saying?” I snarled as I lowered my voice. “This man punched you in the face because of me. Isn't it obvious that he's up to no good?”

The man couldn’t sleep with, or love anyone else apart from his mate, and the same applied for to the woman. I went through more books, hoping to find a story of anyone who wasn’t affected by the marriage, and why. Then, finally, in a book that wasn’t as battered as the others, my eyes widened as I found a story similar to ours. Isabella, and Stefan Rodriguez were two lovebirds who had engaged in the Alpha marriage; they had loved each other, but Isabella soon found out Stefan had been cheating on her, and she wondered how he could cheat, without his partner dying.

Horrible. And then Ryan had the nerve to say, “I already explained to you about what happened. You were there. I was trying to protect you.” I swallowed the scream that rose in my throat. But I didn’t say a word. “Look, Monique,” he continued, “we might be going through some problems now. Our marriage isn’t perfect. It’s going through a bit of a… huddle.” I nearly coughed. A huddle? He had cheated on me. Built another life, another family behind my back. Stolen what was mine.

"How could Ken be so rough? I can't stand what Ken did, even though he's my best friend. I'd treat you like a queen if you were my wife. There's no way I'd cheat on you multiple times and hurt you for another woman." The Harris family was a top-tier family. People often said Tim had a foul temper and a sharp tongue. However, he was the only one who showed me any kindness within Ken's social circle. I trembled and asked, "Multiple times?" Tim looked conflicted. "I don't want to badmouth my best friend behind his back, but I can't lie to you. When he missed your birthday and ignored you when you were sick, he was actually with Jenny." I thought Ken had only changed after Jenny returned last mo