Cheating Husband Romance Novels & Stories

"How could Ken be so rough? I can't stand what Ken did, even though he's my best friend. I'd treat you like a queen if you were my wife. There's no way I'd cheat on you multiple times and hurt you for another woman." The Harris family was a top-tier family. People often said Tim had a foul temper and a sharp tongue. However, he was the only one who showed me any kindness within Ken's social circle. I trembled and asked, "Multiple times?" Tim looked conflicted. "I don't want to badmouth my best friend behind his back, but I can't lie to you. When he missed your birthday and ignored you when you were sick, he was actually with Jenny." I thought Ken had only changed after Jenny returned last mo

"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.

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.

“I’ll be back tomorrow. I even bought your favorite pastries.” He was only a few meters away from me, with one arm wrapped around Leah’s waist, the other holding his phone to speak to me. How could a werewolf split his heart in half like that? I couldn’t understand when their affair had started. Why did the she-wolf he cheated with have to be my sister? Most of all, had he ever truly loved me? Or had he only wanted our arranged mating to secure his position as the next Alpha?

I didn’t push. And then there’s the whole stupid story of her husband cheating on her. Maybe it’s true. When a man wants to cheat, he doesn’t need an excuse. Not even the most beautiful woman in the world can hold his heart if he’s already decided to stray. Cheating is a choice—both physical and emotional. And once that choice is made, a relationship can never be the same. Just like Damon and me.

" It became clear to me how lonely my husband must have felt all these years, how he has longed for me, my love, and my romantic relationship even though I was with him in the same house. I quickly arranged the house, cooked his best and favorite meal, decorated our bedroom with good-smelling roses, and our dining room with wine (nonalcoholic), and romantic colorful lights. I had my bath, put on my best perfume, and nightwear, sat, and waited patiently for him. It wasn't long after I sat down that my husband returned. I met him at the door, embraced him, kissed him, and told him, 'Welcome, sweet.' I took his suit and suitcase to where they were supposed to be. My husband was amazed at my str

He grins at me, “Why would anyone want to stay in a relationship after their husband hits them?” I chuckled. He has a point. I do not want to stay with Damian after he treats me like that. “That's true. But it's more than that.” He didn't respond, he just stared at me like he's willing to lend an ear “My husband cheated on me with his co-actor on their movie.” I started, “I… I witnessed them having sex in our bedroom.” His expression changed, he just stared at me. I can't read what's on his mind right now. I just gave him a smile, “But it's okay, I… I am slowly healing…”

She takes off the sunglasses and I instantly get lost in those amazing dark deep eyes again. She smiles saying, “my husband perceived our chemistry when you came to visit us. The sharp dog that he is, he whiffed out I had feelings for you. But he didn’t realize things had changed ever since I saw you. He wanted me to stay at home forever waiting for him, on him while he cheated on me multiple times thinking I would never find out. But finally, enough was enough, two can play this game.`` She licked her lips and kissed me deeply. We smooched like two long lost lovers for thirty minutes, feeling all of each other.

His words, full of desire, made me bite down on my lip, trying to control the overwhelming sensations within me, but he saw right through me. “You’re so beautiful, Missy. Let it out. I love hearing you.” Stanley gently nibbled on my earlobe while his hand removed the last, damp barrier between us. Unable to hold back any longer, I let out a whimper and bit into his strong shoulder. “Stanley, you know I’m ten years older than you. This won’t end well.” “How do you know if you don’t try?” “My husband cheated on me. Are you willing to be with a divorced woman?”

He loves his son, always plays together, and bought a lot of toys for him. When she found out he was cheating for the first time, he used his sweet words and a lot of promises. She then forgives him and they were living happily again. When she suspects he is cheating again, her husband will show how much he loves her, making her fall in love again and again. But every two to three months, she always notices a hint his husband cheats behind her back with different other girls. Until she saw it herself, her husband brings another woman into their own house! Making love on their bed! It was the worst heartbreak she had ever felt!