Cheating Gf Stories Novelas e Histórias

When I discover yet another tube of lipstick on the front passenger seat of my Porsche for the 99th time, I decide to send a reminder in my company's group chat. "Everyone, please make sure to take all of your personal belongings with you the next time you decide to hitch a ride. Otherwise, it'll be difficult for the owner to remove the stains from the leather seats." The newly-hired intern, Sasha Lane, is quick to shoot me down. "Me hitching a ride has nothing to do with you! A washed-up old hag like you should focus on keeping your man in line! "Are you already triggered by the fact that he decides to pick me up from my home and bring me breakfast?" I'm stunned, to say the least. The

"I remember! Their love was beautiful. They were so happy. I always imagined we'd be like that, too. This is the first time you've spoken to me in so long. Does that mean…" I cut her off. "They divorced a few years later. She cheated because she couldn't stand looking at his face anymore. See? The love you cling to ends the same way." When I first heard that follow-up, anger surged through me. I couldn't understand why sincere people were always the ones who got hurt. But after thinking it over, I realized something. It wasn't sincerity that was wrong. It was the person on the other side. I looked straight at Jenna, enunciating each word carefully.

Ronan Blackwell was wrapping his arm around some girl as they stepped out of the hotel elevator. I was sitting right there on the lobby couch, snacking on nuts. The second Ronan locked eyes with me, his face went paler than a three-day-old corpse. The girl in his arms reacted first, shoving him away with a sharp gasp. "Miss West, wait, it's not what it looks like!" she squeaked. I rubbed my forehead. "Alright, drop the act. You're practically bursting at the seams trying not to laugh." Honestly, it wasn't just her. I was barely holding back a massive grin myself. Ronan getting caught red-handed cheating meant I was walking away with ten percent of the family company stock. Jackpot.

She couldn’t care less what he did to her, all she cared about was the precious life blossoming inside her. Jacob’s gaze zeroed in on her eyes, then they glided down to her nose then her mouth. He grinned. “Do you remember Gabby? That sweet little girl?” Of course, she remembered Gabby. The teenage girl Jacob was cheating on her with. Well, God knew who else he was sleeping with when he was married to her. “Do you know what happened to her?” “I don’t care.”

“But I couldn’t read any more of it after seeing that they called me a gold digger. Now they’re saying I was cheating on him? They're calling me a cheater?” He nodded, his face filled with sympathy. “I’m sorry, but that’s the story trending right now. That you were unfaithful, and it pushed Eric into Rita’s arms. You know a lot of people were confused and unapproving of Eric's marriage to Rita, but now they think you pushed him towards her.”

"I bought it for him. He helps me out a lot at the firm. He earned it." My hands shook as I hung up, tears finally spilling over. Five years of working myself to the bone, giving her everything I had, and it meant absolutely nothing to her. Back when the law firm was just starting out, she had bought me an expensive gift, too. Trying to be considerate, I told her, "Money is tight right now. You should return it." So she did, and she never bought me another one. I thought I was being a mature partner. It turned out that I was just saving her money so she could spend it on another man.

My fingers tighten around the fork I'm holding. “Several months ago, I found out my husband— I mean Grey—was cheating on me with my twin sister. I was so hurt. I confronted him, but you know, the cheating part didn't hurt as much as the fact that none of them cared. They were so nonchalant, so uncaring.” I watch her expression. “Don’t scream yet, I just got started,” I laugh—the sound surprises me, it’s loud—“about a month later, I found out they have a five-year-old boy together.”

The night I was supposed to get engaged became the night my entire world fell apart. I wasn’t supposed to walk in on Ethan, my fated mate, the man who promised me forever, bent over my best friend in his apartment. I wasn’t supposed to hear their shameless moans, the sound of their skin colliding, or the desperate way he groaned her name instead of mine. For a moment, I couldn’t even breathe. My engagement dress slipped from my hand as if my body knew before my mind caught up. All those years of dreaming, of believing in the sacred bond the Moon Goddess herself had tied, went up in flames.

Seeing my cold, indifferent expression, Laurence's face darkened. "Dakota, do you really have no feelings left for me after all these years?" I gave a humorless laugh. "Feelings? During the five years we were together, you had been cheating on me with Zoey for four of them!" Laurence had been interested in Zoey back in college, but at the time, he was just a poor guy, and Zoey hadn't given him the time of day. It wasn't until four years ago, when they ran into each other at a reunion, that things changed.

"This is breaking news! Darren Miles and Eunice Gray were the ones actually having an affair!" "My god! They deserve each other." "I really don't understand how billionaires think. Them and their side chicks!" "Wow, look at the long list of people who used to be Eunice's sugar daddies! She's a marvel at this!" At the same time, Darren and Eunice were still struggling to clear their names on Twitter and accusing me of defaming them.