Cheaters Stories Novels & Stories

As Crystal watched her mother being taken away, she burst into loud sobs. Her wailing echoed in the room as I handed the officers a backup of the mansion’s security footage. A short distance away, the reporter passed me his phone and signaled for me to check it. I was led to a social media platform. A video titled [Twist of Cheating Scandal: Wife Mistaken for the Mistress, Here’s the Shocking Truth…] had been uploaded. There was a bright red tag beside it. [Trending.]

"Oh, right. You said high-society marriages are just business deals. That keeping a young mistress is normal. "So let's say, for argument's sake, I did cheat. Scott broke our vows first. That would just make me a woman who knows how to play by the rules." I took a step to the side, just enough to dodge Joel's hand reaching for mine. "Besides—" My voice stayed even. "You've all been dying to know who really owns Vespera since the buyout, right?" Joel's head snapped toward me. The cold night air bit at my skin as I met his stare, my voice quiet but detached.

My test and Laurence's had been swapped, and to avoid any further confusion, both of us were asked to retake the tests. I hadn't had the chance to tell Laurence before Zoey falsely accused me and I became the center of a viral scandal. Even when I showed the new test results to prove my innocence, the online community refused to believe me. "Dakota, you've really let me down. I regret dating you for five years." Laurence's expression was one of deep sorrow, and people online and in the restaurant were consoling him. [You're better off without her, man. She's just a woman who sleeps around. You'll meet your true love soon.]

"It's already way past midnight! Why are you so late?" I was already exhausted from the sudden overtime work I had to put in. However, as soon as I sat down on the couch, he'd already started questioning me. Angrily, I snapped back, "You're the one who cheated, so why are you making such a huge fuss? You should be thankful that I'm even here in the first place!" As soon as he heard me call him a cheater, he froze for a split second. After recollecting his thoughts, he softened up and tried to justify himself. "I'm an award-winning A-list actor now, so you're not a good fit for me anymore."

"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.

They might just end up cheating later on. Hence, they all believed that Chester was far too trusting. How could he still be so calm when things with Harry and Giselle had gotten so out of control? Shouldn't he yell at Giselle and break up with her? The haters waited anxiously, and the keyboard warriors tapped even more furiously. "Is Chester some kind of saint? He's been cheated on by his own girlfriend, but he hasn't done anything at all. Is that what rich people are like nowadays?"

It was around the time when we were still freshmen. However, the truth was, I didn't steal her boyfriend. He cheated on her with another girl before he even had me and as soon as I learned about it, I immediately turned him down. But for some reason, Ella was pointing at me. Cheaters are the ones I hated the most. They were the ones I despised the most. Of course, I was the exception because cheating with me was a privilege. "Oh right! Ella the Devilla." We laughed at Bailey's inventive taunt but Hilary suddenly nudged me on my side and cocked her brow towards Quinn's table.

I even hired a smooth-talking person to pretend to be my friend, which made the story even more believable. He was grinning from ear to ear and hummed a tune when he left. I stayed behind under the excuse of going to work, staring at the property deed in my hand. The first step of my plan had been done perfectly. After that, I headed straight to the home of Cael Renard, who was the husband of the female supervisor who had been cheating with Dylan.

With that, I picked up my bag and strode away under everyone's shocked gazes. When I stepped out of the cafe, the sunlight was blinding. My phone vibrated with a message from James. [The offshore accounts have been traced. The fund flows are quite interesting—besides Wendy, a huge sum also went to an overseas casino.] I halted mid-step. So Cameron had not only cheated and transferred assets—he had also been involved in gambling. That made things even more interesting. That very evening, I received an invitation. It was to the industry's top-tier "Golden Architecture Award" gala.

It could be because we didn’t know whose room was that. “Let’s hope not.” Zaroon said with a sore face as gently he opened the door so slightly that the people inside wouldn’t be able to notice it was opened as he opened to a sleek rent as we could now hear the voices without any hurdle and we came to know it was definitely wasn’t the mother but the aunt or otherwise everything would be difficult for me. For me because then I would have to deal with Aysham who definitely didn’t have any idea about what was the world about. Because I had seen multiple types of cheatings in my world. There were so many and even the other person and never know that his or her partner was cheating on him his ent