Novel & Cerita Cerita Selingkuh Istri Kesepian

Her lips curved in triumph, “…I know where your real husband is.” Isla’s head jerked up, her face snapping from disdain to sheer shock missed with confusion, ‘What…..” “Oh yes,” Isla whispered, her tone dripped with a dangerous hint, “The one you thought disappeared. The one you never told anyone about. I know where he is,” She let out a soft, sinister laugh, “He was in prison, rotting away like the trash you made him, and I know you locked him there yourself!” It was at that moment that blood drained from Irina's face, and her body went stiff in shock, “No…” Her voice cracked, trembling with fear and horror, “You… you are lying!” she blurted out.

Arden uttered and I just smiled, my heart twisting. “Am I making it obvious?” I pondered silently to myself. “No marriage is smooth without ups and downs. If I divorce your brother today, I can't marry you. To correct you, I love my husband dearly and things are smooth between us currently. You can ask Arina,” I asserted, withdrawing my hand from his cheek. I can't believe I could lie so smoothly about my marriage being so perfect when it's just a facade of lies. “Why can I see lies written on your face when you said those words. You're not fine, Miriam. I'm not asking you to divorce Delano even when I badly want it, I just don't want you to stop pushing me.” He kissed my hand again.

You can sign all the papers in the world… but there is always a bond that remains. He finally looks at me, intrigued, fragile. His eyes search for the truth in mine. I offer him a spark, nothing but one: a hope, a doubt, enough to keep him prisoner. Let him think again about that child. Let him wonder, let him cling. I will know how to nourish that illusion at the right moment. And if I must invent, manipulate, I will not hesitate. He thinks I'm pregnant… the imbecile… now that I have someone richer in sight… I don't plan to hide from him much longer that I'm not pregnant. I want to get rid of him quickly. He has no more interest for me…

I ran out of strength and lay still, staring up at the ceiling. "Never thought I'd end up being called the other man online. I'm begging you. Just let me go. Go back to your family." She shook her head, the words spilling out. "I'm divorcing Randall. Once you're better, we'll get married. You'll be my only husband." A laugh slipped out before I could stop it. "I don't want that anymore. I'm not marrying you." "What about our kid?" she shot back, her voice rising. "We have a baby together. Don't you want him to have a real family?"

“A few years ago, he tried to stage a comeback, but he lost all his savings to a scam.” I glanced briefly at the tablet and handed it back. “What about Claire?” “She was convicted of fraud against Harry. She just got out of prison last month. She later hooked up with a married man, but his wife threw acid on her face in public. Half of her face is ruined,” my assistant replied calmly as if reporting routine figures. “Now, she works nights at bars and caters to clients with unusual kinks.” I stared silently out the floor-to-ceiling windows and took a sip of champagne.

Selin said, her voice trembling. "Mr. Grimes is punishing her now, but he doesn't realize that even though she married a rich man in an arranged marriage, she spent those years in an empty, loveless union. She only ever loved Mr. Grimes. But he’s convinced she’s greedy. The tragic part is... she suffered abandonment. She lost a child in an accident. While she was trapped in the wreckage, surrounded by shattered glass, her husband chose to save someone else first. He left her there to bleed. That same man—that 'rich' husband—even bought a hospital for his mistress and named it after her." Selin was crying now, though Laura and Maria had no idea she was describing her own life.

i decided to visit him in the office, I didn't use my car I used a cab instead thinking he will bring me back home when I arrived the office and went to the straight to the studio and I met Arthur there, no trace of my husband and the model I asked Arthur, he told me that my trusted husband and his side chick are enjoying themselves and i didn't believe Arthur although I went to the place he told me they were When I reach their hideout, I heard them laughing, and gist. i heard steve telling Lizzy that he married me for Celine's sake. he told that spoilt brat that I loved him and trusted him yet betrayed me nonetheless I still love my man and I will do anything to get pregnant for him before

His father glared at him but did not say anything. Isabella went on, her words becoming more forceful. “And let’s not forget the number of nights I spent sleeping alone, not knowing where my husband was, only for him to be chasing my cousin, the cousin all of you welcomed in our home while I was treated like an outcast.” She looked at their blank expressions and stopped speaking for some time. "You know what the saddest part is? I actually believed I was the problem. That if I just tried harder, worked more, changed myself more, I could earn your love and respect."

And a man like that turned around and called me cruel. I typed my reply slowly. "Lorenzo, you and the others lied to me and let me down again and again. "You were my husband. You were supposed to protect me. "But for Giuliana, you pushed me off a cliff without a second thought. "And you call me cruel? What gives you the right?"

Isaac told her, but his tone was gentle—as it had been since the start. Irene pursed her lips again. Still, she had no reason to hide anything now that Isaac knew, so she simply showed her hand—that way, Isaac would hate her, quickly divorce her, and finally let her go. "Yes, I met a wounded man. He was being pursued by some assailants and threatened me, but I had no idea if he was a villain. He never hurt me, which was enough for me. That's why I decided to help him, and that's when he started to get frisky. I did not resist—in my head, my husband did not like me, and having sex with that man was a perfect opportunity to make him hate me. That's how I had another man on the night of our wed