Books About Cheating Husbands Novels & Stories

" The third affair had its own transfer, too, and the payments continued all the way to the seventh and most recent one. Dylan was so frightened that he shrank into the corner of the room. Meanwhile, Vanessa kept her eyes glued to the bank statements. "T-This is impossible…" Evelyn's voice was stone-cold. "Did you honestly think he put up with you bringing those pathetic little flings into his home time after time because he was hopelessly in love with you? Stop flattering yourself, Vanessa. "Six months ago, I made a bet with him. I bet that deep down, you were still a responsible wife, and sooner or later, you would come back to your senses. But look at you. You made me lose spectacularly.

He scrambled on all fours to his briefcase and tore it open. The crumpled ultrasound report tumbled out. **Intrauterine early pregnancy, twin viable fetuses, 8 weeks gestational age.** Black ink on white paper, like a blade driven straight through his heart. He had kicked his own twins to death—for another man's child. He had spent six years scheming, only to drive out the wife who truly loved him and would have given him everything. And what had he gotten in return? Six years of being made a fool of, and total financial ruin.

She nodded, “Isn't that like stressful and all that.” She shook her head, “ Most times yeah when the two couples are not co - operating, and I only take the case up when I'm less busy though.” “So what happened to the client.” Lucy clasp her hand together, “ Yeah about that, The lady said that her husband cheated on her.” I scrunched up my nose to that, “ What's with men and cheating?” She shrugged, “ I mean most people say men are polygamous in nature, but I totally don't buy that shit.”

"Doctored photos of Hope with—with other men. Paid witnesses claiming—claiming they saw her—her cheating. Comprehensive campaign to—to destroy her reputation and—and make you doubt—doubt the mate bond. Emily—Emily thinks if she—she can make you question—question whether Hope is—is faithful, you'll leave her—her. You'll realize the—the mate bond was mistake—mistake and come to—to Emily instead." "That's insane. Sarah, even if—if Hope was cheating—which she's—she's not—the mate bond—bond doesn't work that—that way. Can't be rejected—rejected because of infidelity—infidelity." "I know. You know. But—but Emily doesn't care about—about reality. She cares about—about creating enough doubt—doubt to

A text from a business contact I'd met at last month's conference: “Coffee next week? Would love to discuss the collaboration we talked about.” I smiled and typed back: “Sounds great.” New connections and new possibilities. A future I was building on my own terms. I'd been caught cheating on my husband, except I never cheated. They tried to break me. Instead, they made me. And I was magnificent. Not because I'd destroyed my enemies—though I had. Not because I'd reclaimed my empire—though I had. But because I'd learned to be both ruthless and soft. Both powerful and vulnerable. Both alone and connected.

I looked at her for a long moment. "Really," I said. "If a husband cheats, it means something is wrong with his wife." I tilted my head. "So by your logic, if a wife cheats, it means something is wrong with her husband?" "I never said that," Elizabeth retorted. I laughed. It was a genuine laugh, the kind that comes from being presented with something so perfectly constructed in its own wrongness that you almost have to admire it. "Indeed you did not," I agreed. "But at the very least, I found a lover because my husband found one first. I had a reason, flimsy as you may think it is. What is your excuse, Mrs. Elizabeth Fisher?"

She even told her that she doesn’t even want to see Josephine’s face. Josephine was wrong about her husband. After marriage she realized that her husband wasn’t the man she loved. Rather he’s a cheap and characterless person after six years of their marriage. When Valeriana was only five years old she found out that her husband was cheating on her with some other woman, not only that he was also involved in gambling. Day by day his addiction towards gambling was getting worse. He used to steal Josephine’s jewellery after losing in gamble to pay the money. She confronted him one day and he was drunk and showed her his true colours. He beat her to death.

"I don't want to be tagged as a cheater by anyone, Susan. I don't want him to think of me as a cheater." "Will you stop being so harsh on yourself for once Aurora? Do you even know what cheating means? No, I don't think you do, let me tell you what cheating means. Cheating is when a pregnant wife catches her husband fucking his secretary on the office table and that man doesn't give a damn that his wife saw him doing that. That pregnant wife ran out of the office in horror and pain and while running she lost her balance and fell down the stairs. That's what cheating is? That woman loved that man madly but that man didn't care about her love. He was a bloody sex addict who felt gross with his

"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?]