Cheating And Regret Novels & Stories

Even when they’re doing good deeds, they never fail to remind me that they added to our mother’s depression with the way they treated her. Just listen to this fool. Telling me it’s okay to cheat because Margaret couldn’t give me an heir. I feel the disgust rising up my throat. Even if the woman wasn’t Cherry, I’d still be freaking out. I can’t cheat after the vows I took. I just need a solution, someone, to tell me to focus on the person I’m devoted to, not on my animalistic wants. Instead, I’m faced with someone encouraging me to cheat. “I won’t be doing that.”

It had been ten years since I'd had him, and I wanted to hear every moan and gasping breath from him, regardless of who our company downstairs was. I poured my coffee and sat down on the sofa in the living room, just thinking. I don’t regret what I did at all. Yes, I’m a cheater and an awful person, and while I feel guilty for what I did, I’m not upset by it. I made love to my best friend and had one of the best nights of my life last night. The ending surely could have gone better, but overall it was a great night, and I have no regrets.

He breathed a deep sigh. “Trust me, I have been regretting. I have not been myself for the past three years. I have been reflecting on what happened. I shouldn't have cheated. I didn't know Kate would be so evil to set you up for drugs. I'm sorry…. I'm truly sorry. If I were to turn the hands of the clock, I would choose you over and over again. I know it's too late to be making confessions but I just wanted you to know that I was truly sorry. I regretted my actions everyday for the past three years especially when you disappeared without a trace”

We came back and sat at a reasonable distance away from each other. “It’s a shame that we had to end this way.” He started. “Good things come to an end anyway. Raffael, I am really disappointed in you. Of all the things I thought would end this marriage, you cheating on my granddaughter was not one of them.” “I apologize deeply for that. It wasn’t my intention to hurt her.” I said. “But you did hurt me.” “And I’m sorry.” “We don’t have to end on bad terms. We were once a family and we still are.” The chairman said.

Freya swallowed hard and clenched her fists, pissed off. “This is the last straw, Desmond. After all these years of our marriage, you still thought it was okay to cheat on me in the open. You don't value me or your son. It's a shame that I just realized that now. I can't believe you think nine years of marriage is a joke!” Freya's whole body was visibly shaking in rage as the tears kept flooding her face. She didn't think she was going to forgive this one so easily.

She told me I would regret touching her… and I really did regret it. Without saying another word, I snatched my phone from the table and stormed out of the house. I didn’t drive my car. I just ran. I kept running as if that would erase my problems, like it would heal my bleeding heart and strengthen my weakened legs. I let the tears roll down my face as I ran. It felt like thousands of needles were piercing my heart at once. I was horrible, miserable, and helpless. Maybe I should have given up on him the first time he cheated. Maybe I shouldn’t have given him another chance when he asked for it the second time. Would I have been able to uphold his respect for me? Now, it seemed like I’d lost

“Revenge? For what? It’s pretty clear you’re the one who messed up, Alex. If anything, you should be trying to get closer to her and make things right, not push her further away. What kind of revenge are you even talking about?” Alex hesitated, then said, “I thought she moved on. She had a kid with someone else, and she’s been going on dates. I guess… jealousy got the better of me.” Greg let out a long, exasperated sigh. “Your ego is going to destroy you if you don’t learn to control it. Not every thought that pops into your head is a good one, Alex. So, what changed your mind? Why the sudden regret?” “I saw her son today,” Alex said quietly.

"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.

Her voice became lower towards the end. Lucas scoffed unbelievably, “Come on! What’s wrong with you? I-I can’t cheat on you, Tara. You’re my first love. I-” Tara covered herself with the duvet and started sobbing, “What was I expecting? I’m now a useless woman with not less than few years to live..leave…I’m battling with sickness and you must have felt tired of me…you must…” Tears took the rest from her. Guilt feeling crept into Lucas’s soul, his heart couldn’t take the fact that Tara was weeping under the duvet. “Tara..” he wanted to get close.

“You're hilariously something else, you know that?” I swallowed so hard my head moved with the movement, trying to force a smile that bluntly refused to appear. “Yeah?” He extended the chuckle with a firm nod. “Yeah, you really are.” I gestured slightly with my hand. “But that's beside the point.” I angled my head away, shifting my gaze down. “What I'm trying to say is that I don't... maybe I do, but I don't know. Right now, I think I don't regret anything I did with you, even though I probably should, right? Is that me being a cheat? Is it considered cheating when you kiss someone else while you're with another person? And if you regret it, is that supposed to make the cheating any less bad