Cheater Wattpad Novels & Stories

Panicked, Yvonne said, "It's not permanent! I'll make him move once he's bet—" "Spare me," I interrupted. "I'm just here to get my stuff." I hurried to the wardrobe, but it was filled with designer clothes for Christopher. My clothes were stuffed in a suitcase and tossed into a random corner. "Shawn, please." Yvonne held my hand. "I know you hate this, but…" I flung her hand away and grabbed my suitcase. But before I could leave, I was hit with a push notification. "Shocking news! Erstwhile heir of Pearson Group signed confession papers, admitting his crime of stealing Leidermann Group's top secrets."

“I am not a cheater!” Selena shouted the words when she finally stopped. She was facing the car, her eyes locked on the alpha. “I am not! I will never cheat on anyone, and nothing you say or do is going to make me believe in the Moon goddess or a stupid mate bond!” Tears ran down her face freely.

“It’s not a story. It’s what happened.” Cora’s eyes sharpened. “You expect me to believe that my grandson—my Lucas—would cheat?” There it was again. That blind certainty. I let out a slow breath, trying to keep my tone even. “He did cheat. Repeatedly.” Her expression barely shifted. “Impossible.” A humorless laugh almost escaped me. Almost. “I didn’t imagine it,” I said quietly. “I didn’t hallucinate messages, calls, or the woman he thought I’d never find out about.”

It was a text from Valerie. "Pick up the phone, Kieran. We need to talk." When I hung up and blocked her number, she texted me from a different number instead. "The photos are fake! Archie admitted that he photoshopped them! It was your Uncle Tristan who instructed him to post them!" After reading the text, I deleted it and powered off the device. My uncle, Tristan Pearce, had always been a mediocre schemer. He was never competent enough to accomplish anything, but he was always capable of causing trouble.

“Don’t play dumb. You’re sleeping with Madeline—the same woman who bullied Lauren in high school. And you dare to lecture me about partnerships?” Caleb staggered back, panicked. Preston walked up to him, leaning close, his voice low and cutting. “Do you know the difference between you, me, and Ethan? You think with your manhood before your brain. How can you call yourself untouchable when you can’t even control your desires? Only ten percent of women in America forgive cheaters. The moment you betrayed her, you lost.” He patted Caleb’s back with a cynical grin. “Give up the fight.”

As I approached the building, Stanley appeared, rushing toward me. "I bought you some fruit. When I came back and saw you weren't here, I thought you'd left me again!" he said, his voice tinged with panic. Nearby, a middle-aged woman watched us with amusement. "Young man, you really cherish your wife. My daughter could learn a thing or two from this when finding a guy." Stanley laughed nervously, waving off her praise. "I'm just an ordinary guy," he said modestly. "Ordinary?" I laughed, my voice sharp enough to cut through his facade. "Don't let him fool you. He's only acting this way out of guilt—because he cheated on me."

I then resolved to shoot for the sky even when I have no competition to motivate me. "What are you writing?", I asked, trying to feel less awkward. "I'm writing a story on Wattpad, "The Battle of Wits: War Against Bullies". Would you like to read it and tell me what you think?, It isn't much. Just an author note and the prologue, which I'm writing that I want to publish tonight". "The title sounds cool. I would have asked for the synopsis if not that I don't like spoilers or anything that looks like it. I'm on Wattpad, so I'll read it and drop my review for you in your DM"

"You can't tell me the truth because you're dead. But the truth was written all over that boy's face. How many lies have you told me over the years? Even after all of that... I can't seem to hate you." "Did that bastard cheat on her?" He wondered irritably. He hated cheaters. Stassie was the biggest cheater of all, and now "saint" Rafael cheated on his lovely wife? Caesar opened his mouth to ask Amaliah what she meant, but she turned her head at that moment and saw him.

he roared at the newcomer, angry and aching. The next instant, the icy barrel of a pistol was pressed to his forehead. "I don't care if you're a plant manager or a worker. Get the hell out of my way!" Neil stared into the pistol's muzzle and swallowed stiffly. "You misunderstand. This woman is my wife. Not only did she cheat on me, but she also caused the death of my widowed sister-in-law's unborn child—the posthumous child of my martyred older brother. "I'm just giving her a minor punishment to prevent her from acting out again. It's not like I'm actually doing any damage to her, so why are you getting so worked up?"

Chapter 7 "What have I ever done to you, huh? I've had enough of this. I've had enough of you treating me like a piece of trash, even when I do my best to please you. I have just been here for barely twenty-four hours, and my stay here has been hell. What have I ever done to you?" She snaps angrily as tears stream down her cheeks. Even if she wanted to keep this with her and act like everything is fine, she just couldn't bring herself to do it. For someone bad at hiding how she feels, especially when she's hurt, she couldn't have been able to hide it, right?