Cerita Selingkuh Istri Setia Novels & Stories

"Haha. Can you really hurt me seriously? That's not enough, Jane," Kate yelled at the woman in front of her. "Why? Do you want me to add that and put a bruise on your whole face? If that's the case, Jester will disgust you forever. Anyway, he's been getting tired of you for a long time because my husband has already had an affair with another woman. "We're just totally the same. Ah, wait, the difference between us is that I am the legal wife. You? The Mistress." Jane was about to move forward when she spotted a folder Kate was holding with "Files owned by Andi Kate", which was written on it.

She wanted me to see how happy my husband was with her. Clara was never my sister-in-law. Three years ago, my husband had lied about her, claiming she was his younger sister, and I believed him. But after five years of marriage, I discovered—far too late—that Clara was never his sister. She was his mistress, his childhood lover, the woman he had been sleeping with under the same roof as me while making me serve her as if she were truly my sister-in-law. And now what? He had lied again… said he was going on a business trip. Yet Clara had just sent me a picture—a cute, sickening picture—of my husband happily kissing the very woman he had once claimed was his younger sister.

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

Upon noticing my nervousness, she casually asked if I had divorced Winona. There was hope in her eyes, so I bluntly stated, "Not yet." Her face instantly went icy cold. It was a long time before she finally said anything. "Why? She cheated on you. Do you still love her? Jonathan, I never knew you were so dedicated. I always thought you were a ruthless and ungrateful man." "I..." I wanted to argue back, but I realized there was nothing I could say to back my retorts. The one who was devastatingly loyal to Winona was me. The one who fabricated evidence to slander Sarah was also me.

As we approached a group of individuals standing near the arrival gate, my eyes fixated on the figure standing in the center. My breath caught in my throat, and my steps faltered as recognition dawned upon me. It was Ignacio, my Spanish husband, whom I had left behind in Spain under the pretense of starting a fashion line in New York. Cullen, unaware of the connection between Ignacio and me, approached him with a welcoming smile. "Ignacio, meet my wife, Brielle," he introduced, his voice filled with pride and affection. My heart raced, and I felt a knot tightening in the pit of my stomach. Ignacio's bewildered expression mirrored my own confusion and disbelief.

I just knew that it was a mess. Through the crack in the door, I saw Andrew's body pressing down on top of Ian. They were both kissing each other passionately while exchanging sugary yet disgusting sweet nothings. "Do you love your wife, Andy?" Ian asked, pouting. I had never heard such contempt and abhorrence in Andrew's voice as I did then when he replied, "If I did, I wouldn't have gotten some other guy to have sex with her and make it seem like she cheated on me."

“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.

She continued to feign distress and sadness, turning off her phone to avoid hearing that recording again. "I treat Pearl like family, yet she says I'm just a useless wife, claiming I'm the ball and chain around your ankle, Max. I'm so hurt, I don't understand if I've done something wrong to anger Pearl?" Max hurriedly approached his wife, gently comforting her. "Bella, you haven't done anything wrong at all. Our love and marriage are natural, how could you be a chain around my ankle? It must be that Pearl is jealous of you, which is why she says such hurtful things. Don't pay attention to what she says."

She was still passing her hand through her hair to make it neat while hailing a cab. This is not good after she started visiting him his attitude started changing not much but I know my husband... well boss now. Someone has some explaining to do, forgetting my coffee I walked into the building. 'Hi, Laura you're really good at keeping secrets.' Lissa giggled stopping me in my tracks . 'What secret?' I asked confused. 'Oh, come on are you telling us that the partner of the boss doesn't know he is about to marry his fiancee?' 'Who?'