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"This agreement isn't about what happened last night, idiot. Besides, I don't care what stupid things you said last night, I didn't even understand what you said." "Wait a minute! I'll let you call me stupid, but you're going to say it over and over again? That's a different story, Andrea." She raised an eyebrow, "Why? What are you going to do? Don't say you're hurt. As far as I know cheaters like you have no heart." Alas! Thank goodness this is Andrea and she's a woman because otherwise? I might have punched him earlier for insulting me. "I'm not a cheater and I don't cheat on anyone, so don't compare me to the men you've met," I boldly answered her.

“Don’t get confused, miss. Your forgiveness means nothing to me. I wasn’t the one who committed those vile acts—that was my dead brother, a former duke who wasn’t even deemed worthy of burial in the family crypt.” A haze of smoke filled the room as their conversation dragged on, and Damian grew increasingly disinterested. He despised meaningless discussions—especially ones that led nowhere. “But, Miss Meredith, you did provide a bag of gold just last autumn.” “I’m sure I did.” Damian barely remembered which of his brother’s women had received what. He didn’t recall their faces, their names, or the supposed “wrongs” he had been compensating for. Compensating. Not quite the right word.

Heads turned, and for a moment, I didn’t care. “NO!” I leaned closer to the glass, my voice sharp as steel. “When you cheated on me with your so-called girlfriend or should I say your mistress what did you expect? That you’d be free? That you’d just cheat on me and walk out and nothing would happen?” He opened his mouth to protest, but I cut him off. “This is what you get, Andrew! This is what karma looks like! Nothing else will make me help you, you will stay here and rot..that’s all you deserve!”

For the first time since everything had fallen apart, I allowed myself to believe her. “I feel so pathetic. I couldn’t keep my dog on a leash, and he strayed with another woman and turned me to a glorified nanny.” “Your dog needs to be put down,” Naomi muttered as we sat quietly. I laughed through my tears. “Your husband is an asshole,” she said again. “Screw him,” I hissed. “We really do need to put the lying cheat down. I have a guy, he knows how to make a body disappear. Or better still, I can call one of my cousins in Germany,” she half joked.

"He knows what's going on, Andrea. He just can't come to terms with his defeat." Damon sneered. "You think you won fair and square, Lucas? You're nothing but a cheat and a liar." Lucas flinched at the accusation but didn't back down, "I won the challenge fair and square, Damon. You are just making excuses because you can't handle losing." Damon laughed scornfully in response, "You believe that nonsense? Everyone knows you cheated. You went ahead without telling me, you even lied to Gather about that. What kind of person are you?"

If his mate, Sommer wanted to reject him he would have done the same, only his rejection would have worked and he wouldn’t have to worry about the pain, of feeling your mate be with someone else! I will never understand why the Goddess made us his way. Once we meet our mate, we are supposed to be with them, and only them. However, in her infinite wisdom, the Goddess gave us a built in ‘cheater’ detection system, which is... abhorrent for a lack of a better word. While mind links only work a few kilometers away, this ‘cheatdar’, as I have often heard of it being referred to, works anywhere in the world. If... no WHEN Alaina kisses, or sleeps with, that Fin guy I will feel it. I will be in mor

Monica replied. "Take it easy brother-in-law, I'll hit him if he gets tempted by that bitch again," Anita said angrily. Anita herself was afraid of her brother's karma for cheating on her. She was afraid that one day Anita would also be cheated on by the man she loved. Anita cursed Anton for being in love with his ex-wife, even though she knew why Sonia had chosen to leave Anton. She was tired of being a poor man's wife. "Thank you, sister-in-law. If your brother cheats on you again, I will complain to you, you have to hit him to make him realize," Monica said.

"Glen, I'm pregnant. With your baby. From now on, our family has one more person who loves you." She looked so gentle saying it. My chest burned, anger climbing fast. 'You keep saying you love me. You still cheated. And now you want me to raise another man's kid?' What did I do to earn this kind of punishment? I stayed silent, face dark. Vanessa's smile slowly slipped. Then she signed the same words again. Right. She still thought I couldn't hear. I looked at her, flat and cold, and spoke. "Are you sure the baby's mine, and not someone else's?"

Emily completely stopped posting from that account from that point on; that was until recently, when she suddenly put up a new post. "My brother has been taking those drugs for more than half a year, so there's no way he could possibly father a child. That baby in that woman's belly definitely isn't my brother's. I need to seize this opportunity to get my brother to divorce her and ensure she leaves with nothing. "I'm certain that as long as she's gone, our home will be peaceful again, and my brother and my mother will go back to loving only me, just like before." That post invited another wave of overwhelming criticism.

Kieran smiled darkly, his head pressed rigidly on the table, staring into nothingness, finding the black wall as a masterpiece before the sting in his bones began to settle. Curling his hand in a fist, he slammed it down, losing his composure as some undesirable memories flashed in his mind. The days he wishes died from his heart and memories. “Every fucking cheater should die in this world. They are an… eyesore. A burden to this world.” “How many more, Kieran?” Xavier stepped forward, his eyes narrowed with… pity. “How many more cheaters do you want to kill before it stops stinging? Before the pain of ‘Her’ betrayal will end?”