Cerita Istri Yg Selingkuh Novels & Stories

Mata Marvin tertuju pada layar ponselnya, menerima panggilan video dari seseorang yang memperlihatkan seorang pria dan wanita tengah mengobrol dan sesekali tertawa bersama. "Rencana kita berhasil, Sayang," kata Marvin, lalu menunjukkan layar ponselnya kepada Stella. "Lihat, si sialan Damian itu bilang dia tidak punya hubungan apa-apa, kan? Dia bilang dia tidak selingkuh. Lalu apa ini? Dia memeluk wanita lain." Stella melihat Damian di layar, duduk di sebelah seorang wanita. "Aku tidak peduli."

"Spending his wife's money, sleeping with his wife's husband, and then trying to take his wife's life -- she deserves everything she gets!" Enraged internet users doxxed her and tracked down the cheap basement apartment where she was hiding. Lily stared at the screen, flooded with a wall of blood-red "DROP DEAD" comments. Outside her door, the pounding and the screaming never stopped. She clamped her hands over her ears in terror, let out one hopeless shriek, and smashed her phone screen with her trembling fists.

I just wanted to look at them and leave but I noticed another figure with them. I traced Felix gaze and he was grinning from ear to ear staring at the person. Aiden looked excited too. I've never seen him this happy before. I looked closely before I noticed it was a woman. I couldn't hold myself any longer, before I knew it, I was already stomping angrily into the parlor shop. I'm going to confront the bitch that thinks she can steal my man with her ugly smiles. ISLA She raised her hand up to my face and her ring glittered. Not just any ring, but a gold wedding ring.

She not only colluded with my ex wife to deceive me but that damned teacher, I will make an example of the three of them. “Mr Changretta” a familiar voice calls behind me and I turn my head to see one of my business associate’s daughters…Estelle. “Fragranza gradevole! Nice fragrance” “Grazie Mille, thank you very much” “Your wife, she is really pretty” her tone is not far fetched, Estelle has been trying to get in my bed for years, “you got married and you didn’t say anything to anyone” Taking her hand, I press a gentle kiss on her knuckles, “let’s not talk about my wife, Estelle. She is not up for discussion”

“Would you believe that this woman lied to me that she had no family ties, no actual background, for several years?” “Kalu!” Janet reprimanded him sharply, her heart racing. “What?” Mr. Kalu thundered, his eyes blazing. “Am I lying? Did you or did you not deceive me into marrying you, Celine?” “Celine?” “You're surprised, ain't you?” Mr. Kalu shrugged at Idara's utterance. “She lied to me about everything, including her own name. I never would've thought that the woman I loved, the woman I genuinely saw a future with, was actually married to another man and had kids already. How could she had been so heartless to abandon her own family over material wealth? It beats my imagination till date.

I even saw rose petals scattered across the bed in the last picture. How romantic and thoughtful of him. If I had been foolish enough to question him, he would've said the caption was about friendship or rebuked me for being jealous of Yasmine. Eanes and I had been married for three years. Yet, not once had he ever made our relationship public. Now, not only was he spending our anniversary with another woman, but he was doing so in the most public way possible and declaring his love for her. Clenching my phone, I let out a bitter laugh. As I laughed, I suddenly made up my mind. I liked, commented, and shared his tweet, wishing them a wonderful time together.