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And there wasn’t a single day when she didn’t confront him and ask him about it. Even if he were to ask her for an explanation, she could just pretend she didn’t know by the way she does things. For the second time, he will open his mouth and admit to cheating. And cheating is one of the worst things a man, especially one with money, can do in life. If you are caught and your wife has the evidence, the consequences can be disastrous. And, while Felicia can deduce who he is seeing, he has never been found in the same frame with any of his lovers. No records will link back to him, that’s how cautious he was.

But perhaps she could use it to warn him that this was a serious matter. "If I tell you all the possibilities are true, what will you do? Divorcing me?" Her forehead wrinkled as if to question a question that had an obvious answer. "Of course. Who do you think would want to live with someone who's been caught cheating?" There was no one. No one voluntarily lived under the same roof with the partner who cheated on them, including Aaron. Although he loved Helena very much, that feeling would be covered by disappointment and maybe hatred. For him, cheating was the biggest mistake, and he would no longer tolerate it. This involved commitments and marriage promises that could not be kept. And wha

I didn’t push. And then there’s the whole stupid story of her husband cheating on her. Maybe it’s true. When a man wants to cheat, he doesn’t need an excuse. Not even the most beautiful woman in the world can hold his heart if he’s already decided to stray. Cheating is a choice—both physical and emotional. And once that choice is made, a relationship can never be the same. Just like Damon and me.

I have signed the divorce papers and left with nothing, but one thing is sure… He will regret it soon! Attention: This is the book 2 of Triumph Of My Cheating Husband.

“And what are you then? Her savior? Oh please, don’t make me laugh. Everyone knows your secret. You are not better than me. You don’t keep women. You use them and toss them aside like trash.” Gasps erupted from the pack wolves in the distance. No one spoke to the Chairman that way. But Damian didn’t falter. Instead, he stepped closer, closing the space between him and Ethan until dominance poured off him in waves. My knees threatened to give way under the sheer force of it. “You’re right,” Damian said calmly. “I never keep women.” His eyes cut to me, dark and burning. “Until I met her.” The world stopped. My chest constricted so tightly I could barely breathe.

She took a step back, then added, “It doesn’t please me to hear my son cheated, but I’m afraid that’s just men. None of them are truly innocent. So you can’t hold it over his head forever. He’s a good boy… and I do believe he still loves you.” I stared at her, anger rising inside me. The manipulation in her words was more than obvious. Did she think I was that stupid? “Apparently, cheating isn’t a gender-specific act,” I said coolly. “As we both know, women cheat too.” Her face hardened. The blow landed. Good. She wanted to play? Then let’s play. “Cheating,” I continued, “is something a partner does when they lack discipline, respect… and genuine love.”

He'd spoiled me rotten. Who would've known that after just one year of marriage, he would start cheating on me? He'd had one affair after another and slowly turned into the person I despised the most. And now, despite Finn's life hanging by a thread, he could make it sound like it was nothing. "Michael Grant, I'm definitely taking you to court for my son's sake!" I snapped. He actually laughed like he found me ridiculous. He jabbed a finger toward the ICU, where Finn lay. "All that for that bastard in there?"

“I called to ask if you want me to go through with this marriage or not! I’m getting married tomorrow, Isla. Just say the damn word and I’ll call it off.” I blinked. Oh? I glanced down at my screen. Auto-recording: on. Good. This would make a nice addition to my little collection of chaos. “No,” I said breezily. “Not interested.” “You were in love with me. How the hell did you just stop?” I chuckled. “Guess I never was. You were a rebound. And honestly? I was just pissed you cheated first. That’s all.” He growled on the other end. “What the fuck does that mean? You think any man would want you now that I’ve fucked you and you had a baby for me?!”

I opened the unknown message first. "Nina, please, give me a chance to explain myself. What you saw wasn’t what it looked like. Please give me another chance. You can't throw away our years of relationship like that" Anger immediately filled my chest. Wasn’t cheating enough? Now he was trying to convince me that what I saw wasn’t real. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. Then I opened Liana’s message. Honestly, I already knew what she would say, but curiosity got the better of me.

From blood loss, exhaustion, or fear—probably all three. What had I done? What the fuck had I done? For the first time since this whole nightmare started, I let myself really think about it. Really consider the magnitude of my betrayal. I'd cheated on my mate. Not a girlfriend, not a casual relationship—my fated mate, the one person the Moon Goddess had chosen for me. The bond was supposed to be sacred, unbreakable, the foundation of pack society and wolf culture. And I'd treated it like it was nothing. Like Emma was nothing.