Cheating Fiction Novels & Stories

I smiled and nodded my head "you're right, Purity, they really are disgusting women, it's stupid for any woman to do such a thing" Though I said those words, I felt guilty in my heart. I was one of those disgusting women, I am a stupid person. I was cheating on my husband, though my memory's not with me. There are proofs of our marriage but I ignored all that and still had an affair with Hector. However, it may not be as I thought. I mean, there has been a lot of uncertainty regarding the whole issue and with losing my memory, I can't be the judge of whatever, even my own decisions. I needed not to be this hard on myself.

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.

Monica replied as she spooned Anton some rice. "Okay," said Anton. "To be honest, I'm still traumatized by being cheated on. Or when you say you want to get together with your old friends, about school reunions, bukber and the like, you can't come anymore," Monica replied with a sharp look. "I understand, for your sake, I won't go to the invitation of reunion, bukber, or anything like that with my old friends," said Anton. Monica smiled but even though she could smile beautifully in front of Anton her heart could not lie. She was still traumatized and could not fully trust Anton. There is a saying that if a man cheats once, he will do it again.

"Dude, stop it. That's not funny." But when he saw that I wasn't laughing, his smile faltered. "Liam, do you know what you're talking about?" he asked, his voice laced with skepticism. "Hela would never cheat on me. She loves me." I felt a pang of guilt, knowing that I was about to shatter Felix's illusions. "I'm telling you the truth, Felix. Hela has been deceiving you. She's been cheating on you." Felix shook his head, his eyes wide with denial. "No, no, no. There must be some misunderstanding. How can you be sure she's cheating on me? Maybe you saw someone who looked like her..."

He reminds me of his asshole mother, he's just waiting to fuck me over, "I'll break up with Jess, obviously. And I don't have anyone else, I'd never cheat… on you." "Oh, yeah, I believe that so much," he says, sarcastically, "Of course you never would. And if I asked Jess, she'd tell me the same thing: 'Zee would never cheat on me,' and if I asked Annie, she'd tell me the same thing. And yet, you were cheating on both of them with probably multiple other people, since you were so ready to fuck Leah, too. That’s not a good trait, Zee.” "God, I know that, okay? But this between us is different. This is the real thing. My wolf would never even let me look at anyone else."

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.

I opened the unknown message first. "Nina, please, give me a chance to explain myself. What you saw wasn’t what it looked like. Please give me another chance. You can't throw away our years of relationship like that" Anger immediately filled my chest. Wasn’t cheating enough? Now he was trying to convince me that what I saw wasn’t real. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. Then I opened Liana’s message. Honestly, I already knew what she would say, but curiosity got the better of me.

"I don't want to be tagged as a cheater by anyone, Susan. I don't want him to think of me as a cheater." "Will you stop being so harsh on yourself for once Aurora? Do you even know what cheating means? No, I don't think you do, let me tell you what cheating means. Cheating is when a pregnant wife catches her husband fucking his secretary on the office table and that man doesn't give a damn that his wife saw him doing that. That pregnant wife ran out of the office in horror and pain and while running she lost her balance and fell down the stairs. That's what cheating is? That woman loved that man madly but that man didn't care about her love. He was a bloody sex addict who felt gross with his

Low blow, even for a cheater. "But you still banked on him cheating, huh?" "Of course you did," he replied ruthlessly, without a hint of sugarcoating. "Isn't it practically scripted? A total failure of a man, leaching off his wildly successful wife, cheats out of pure spite, boredom, insecurity pick your poison. Then, when the truth explodes, he flips the script, acting like he's the devastated victim, the one who deserves sympathy. As if he didn't torch everything himself."

Rina told herself it was probably because Finn stopped having sex with her after she got pregnant, leaving her needy body to itself. It hadn’t mattered that much to Rina then, because she thought Finn was only looking out for her. But now that she thought about it, Rina couldn’t help but think he just might have been cheating on her. It would be a great way to cause a scandal for him, but Rina shook away the thought. She didn’t want to do the same thing he did to her.