Books About Being Cheated On Novels & Stories

she said. "Good. Then throw this away!" Mika said, handing Naia the book 'Why Men Cheat'. "You subtly approach him." "I already did that! You know how my story was in high school. Everything failed, Mik!" said Naia. "He was still a boy. There were still other pleasures he could get. Now, he is an adult, Nai. And just like any other household, Edgar will get bored with Elissa someday. Someday, if you keep approaching Edgar, Elissa will consider cheating. And when that happens, you grab his heart."

“She cheated on me, and you invited her to lunch.” Vivian finally turns to look at me, calm as ever. “When women cheat, Gavin, it’s because they’re not getting something they need. Emotional support. Intimacy. Attention. That’s not our fault.” I grind my teeth. “And when men cheat?” “It’s because they can. There’s no thought involved. It’s just opportunity and ego. Like a dog licking themselves.” I stare at her. “That’s your calculus on why you thought it’d be a good idea to invite my cheating ex to lunch.”

I had been completely played! Why? Why would she do this to me? Reflecting on our year of marriage, I had done everything I could to care for Donna, fearing that I'd ever let her down. Yet, she still chose to cheat on me with another guy! Or rather, two! My chest heaved with rage, and it felt like I was about to explode. "Shameless Donna!" I muttered under my breath, hailing a taxi to follow that car. As the scenery outside changed, my expression darkened even more.

This was also why I didn’t slap him when he tried to kiss me. One thing about me was that I despised no hated men who cheated. Then, it didn’t matter, even if that person was the richest man or the most handsome guy in the world. I wouldn’t bat an eye to castrate him if he dared cheat on me. Second chance was also impossible. There was a line I had come across while reading a book that left a deep impression on my mind. “Once a man cheats on you, he wouldn’t hesitate to do it the second time. If he truly loved you, no matter what the circumstances were, he would never betray you. A second chance meant indulging his behavior.”

the woman explained. Initially, she hadn’t wanted a divorce, but she eventually realized she couldn’t live with him anymore. Just seeing him brought back memories of the homewrecker sucking him. It was unbearable. "A cheating man is like money that fell on poop – it's a waste if you don’t pick it back up, but if you do, it's disgusting. Ultimately, to avoid the disgust, you have to let it go," she said. Iris completely understood the woman's feelings. She knew what the woman wanted. "Let's work together to secure the best outcome for you," she said.

"I remember! Their love was beautiful. They were so happy. I always imagined we'd be like that, too. This is the first time you've spoken to me in so long. Does that mean…" I cut her off. "They divorced a few years later. She cheated because she couldn't stand looking at his face anymore. See? The love you cling to ends the same way." When I first heard that follow-up, anger surged through me. I couldn't understand why sincere people were always the ones who got hurt. But after thinking it over, I realized something. It wasn't sincerity that was wrong. It was the person on the other side. I looked straight at Jenna, enunciating each word carefully.

"You abused your authority and deliberately falsified the internal family records in our system so you could make it seem like you were the patient's fiancee. "You misused sedatives and hypnosis to deliberately steer a severely traumatized patient into forming a false memory that his wife cheated on him and aborted their baby! "That wasn't treatment at all. You were committing a psychological assassination against one of the core members of our firm!" I watched Jessica stare at the transfer records on the floor, all the color draining from her face in an instant. Her knees buckled, and she dropped heavily into a chair, unable to offer even a single word of rebuttal.

"Kayla, focus on recovering. I've hired a nurse to take care of you." With that, he turned to leave. But Kayla's sobs followed him. She bit her lip, hesitating before her voice dropped to a whisper. "Grayson, it's true, I'm divorced. Peter was horrible to me… He was always saying I could never measure up to Lydia. You're all I have left. Won't you stay with me?" Grayson stopped in his tracks. He turned back slowly, his look one of pure disgust. "I knew Peter was a bad man. But to hurt his own wife—eight months pregnant—what kind of monster does that?"

He wasn't a cheater. She gave a silent snort. How did anyone know, really? She'd read an article once about cheaters. The numbers were shocking about how many men or women would cheat on their partners. No wonder there are so many books that started with a partner cheating. She really hoped her story ended with a happy ending like some fairytale and Mark got his comeuppance.

Now that the handsome young man had taken the initiative to ask me out for a meal, her heart flustered even more. “Sigh, I don’t mention it. I can’t go anymore. I think… we are going to divorce soon.” I deliberately said in disappointment, looking sad and lonely. Generally, men who wanted to cheat would describe their marriage as all kinds of misfortunes, thus attracting the sympathy of a woman. But in reality, that was simply a trick we used to deal with our prey. “Okay, okay!” “Then, I will wait for you after work tonight.” I gave the head nurse an ambiguous smile.