Novel & Cerita Cheating Husband Stories

"It's true. I cheated on you with Rebecca." My world had collided at his words. Noah had pulled me into his arms when I had started sobbing, quiet until I couldn't cry anymore. I had avoided him the whole week long, made him sleep on the couch. I couldn't believe this. First, my grandfather had cheated on my grandmother. Then my uncle on my aunt. And now my husband on me? Was this some silly joke? My hands were shaking, my heart aching as he waited every morning at the door until he caught a glance of me. Once he made sure I was somewhat alright, he only then left for work.

Mirco nodded in agreement. "You didn't have to. I insisted on telling it to you," Sharen smiled. "As I was saying, my husband ran away with our riches. I only found out he has a mistress because a child told me she saw my husband holding a girl's hand as they rode inside a car. That's the moment I confirmed my hidden suspicion that my husband is indeed cheating on me." My jaw dropped, "Isn't... isn't that a sin?"

I'd call him later when I'm done with this anniversary celebration. I turned the door knob,my hand on it,when my eye saw the most heartbreaking thing I've never thought I'd see. My hands froze. My legs stiffened. My phone fell to the ground, shattering that moment. Right on our matrimonial bed, Jaden,my husband,was fucking a bitch looking slut from behind. I forgot to breathe. I knew Jaden was a pathetic cheat, several times I've caught him in inappropriate situations with different ladies. Each time he denied it all.

“Do you normally approach emotionally unstable women at lounges?” “Only on special occasions.” I rolled my eyes. “I’m serious,” he continued. “Most people here are pretending to be important or pretending to be happy. You at least seem honest.” Something about that made me unexpectedly quiet. Maybe because I hadn’t felt understood in a very long time. I lowered my gaze to my drink again, watching the ice shift against the glass. “My husband’s cheating on me.” The words slipped out before I could stop them. His expression shifted slightly, but he didn’t interrupt.

Grudgingly I moved my feet forward, heavy and weak "Yeah! Keep going! I love you!" The sound became very close, it was my husband's voice. "Ha- I gaped with my mouth open, my whole body shivering as I quickly grabbed the stairs wheel. Never in a million years would I think my husband was cheating on me. He has always been an example of a perfect man, loving and showering me with flowers and gifts. Maybe he did all of that so I wouldn't suspect him

She confessed to me as my heart sank. It took me a moment to respond as my stomach filled with boulders that pulled it down deep into the depths of despair. My husband had been cheating on me for the past 4 months, and I didn't even realize it. He had been telling me that he was working on expanding our tavern into the city, trying to find the perfect property and secure the permits. I was truly flabbergasted by the information, and incredibly disheartened. "Um, no, its um, I gotta go. Thanks for being honest with me Stacey. I truly do appreciate it." I told her quickly doing my best to contain my emotions.

Forget the monologue I’d prepared – this was my moment. “My husband is a real joker, you know, talking about how I’m the one who forgets about her responsibilities and obligations when he’s the one who got his mistress – my stepsister, his sister-in-law – pregnant! I’m done playing house with him. We may be married but we are not in love, and he’s a disgusting, filthy cheater!”

He runs a hand through his hair, frustration evident on his face. "So I had to wait. I had to wait for evidence to arrive, for proof that even you couldn't deny. And now I have it. Now I'm ready to tell you the entire story." "What story?" I ask, my voice breaking. "What are you even talking about? I don't know what to think anymore. I don't know what's real." My head is spinning. Last night, I watched my husband have sex with another woman in the back of our car. This morning, I'm looking at hundreds of photos proving he's been cheating on me for who knows how long. How much more can one person take before they completely shatter?

They both scrambled and reached for the same sheet, desperate to cover themselves. But it was too late. Too fucking late. Five years of marriage. Of love, of sacrifice. Of me fighting for us while he was hiding…this. He’d kissed my tears away when the pregnancy tests came back negative. He said he’d wait, and we would try again… And here he was. With someone else. And what was even more fucking painful was the fact that he didn’t just cheat; He perfected the art of hiding it. Controlled his urges in front of me. Lied so well, he had me thanking him for being a good husband while he was fucking someone else behind my back!

And there wasn’t a single day when she didn’t confront him and ask him about it. Even if he were to ask her for an explanation, she could just pretend she didn’t know by the way she does things. For the second time, he will open his mouth and admit to cheating. And cheating is one of the worst things a man, especially one with money, can do in life. If you are caught and your wife has the evidence, the consequences can be disastrous. And, while Felicia can deduce who he is seeing, he has never been found in the same frame with any of his lovers. No records will link back to him, that’s how cautious he was.