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"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.

I wondered as I stared at Romano. I had always thought it would be hard for me to be attracted to Romano, but I was wrong. I didn’t last six months into the marriage before I started thinking about him, but his cheating nature irked me. He wasn’t an unattractive man. He had never looked like a middle-aged man. I sometimes wondered if he actually lied about his age and adopted his children to look the part, but seeing how Xavier was almost the splitting image of him, with only slight differences, I knew that wasn’t true. Romano was definitely a handsome, sexy man, but that didn’t change the fact that he was my deadbeat, cheating husband who had disregarded me over and over again. His sudden c

A hint of provocation flickered in his gaze as he continued, "Do you know that she wants to get a divorce from you? Don't you have anything to say about that?" Rafael took a deep breath. "If anyone should have something to say, it's the two of you. You're the one who fell in love with my wife. She was merely seduced by you. "With so many temptations out there, it's only natural that she gave in. Cheaters like you are the ones who deserve the blame. I didn't do anything wrong, so why should I be the one explaining myself?" he questioned. Silence fell over us. As expected, the only way to deal with this was to fight fire with fire.

My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov I woke to the best sight I'd seen in months—Emma curled against my chest, her hair splayed across my shoulder, her breathing deep and peaceful. The afternoon sunlight streamed through the cabin windows, casting everything in warm gold. We'd made love. Actually made love, not just had sex. She'd trusted me with her body, her vulnerability, her heart. After everything I'd done, all the ways I'd hurt her, she'd still chosen to be intimate with me.

"You left this in his car on purpose, didn't you?" Isla glanced down, a smug smile tugging at her lips. "Oh, so you found it. That's not on me, sweetheart. That's on Stefano. He says he needs my scent to get hard. Guess you don't do it for him anymore." Her words hit like a bullet and shattered my heart, but I didn't even flinch. "No matter what you've done behind my back, I'll always be his wife. And you'll always be the other woman he has to hide," I said calmly.

Men usually have far more needs than you do. [Pleasing him is never wrong, especially if you break routines and break through yourself in visible ways—he’ll definitely go crazy.] Please him?! Just seeing those words made Rachel’s face burn. But she felt the person might actually have a point. She searched again in the browser: how to please your husband? A flood of similar posts appeared. It seemed many women, like her, were troubled by the same issue. She opened the pinned post. A reply with over a hundred thousand likes said: [Be a little bolder… get close to him, tease him intentionally or unintentionally. When you’re doing it, say things that stimulate him—the dirtier the better, like fu

There was another thoughtful pause, and then she asked, "So, did you ever suspect me of cheating?" "Suspect you?" I repeated. "No; not even for a moment. Fantasized maybe, but not suspected." "You fantasized about me cheating on you?" she said. "That's a little weird, isn't it?" "Not really," I said. "Lots of guys have jerk-off fantasies about watching their hot, sexy wives getting wantonly screwed by some young stud." "Really?" she said, obviously intrigued. "And who did you imagine me getting screwed by?" "I don't know," I answered. "They were always strangers."

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My stomach churned as I climbed the stairs, each step feeling like a lifetime. When I reached the door, it was slightly ajar. I peeked inside, my breath catching in my throat. There he was, my husband, tangled in the sheets with another woman. I didn’t cry. Or do nothing. I just stood there, frozen, as the reality of my marriage hit me like a brick wall. For years, I had tried. I had been the perfect wife, the forgiving wife, the wife who looked the other way. But this? This was the final straw.

Chapter 2 Two weeks ago The past two weeks have been the happiest days of my life. Waking up each day to behold my handsome husband sleeping next to me on the bed while having his arm around my waist has been the best feeling so far. If only every woman out there is lucky to have a replica of Alex as their husband, then no one would suffer the pain some women do suffer in marriage. Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world.