Cheating Husband Stories Novels & Stories

He once swore he would be my husband, that we would be together for life. When he was a teenager, he moved abroad with his family. At the airport, he clutched my hand, sobbing, begging me to wait—promising he would come back. I waited. And waited. But he never returned. The tenderness of youth faded with time. I found a new love, a new marriage. I thought happiness would last forever. But I never imagined my husband's heart would belong to another woman. And that my unborn child would become nothing more than the lifeline to his so-called "true love."

When he finally succeeded, I no longer had a place in his heart. When Anna returned to the country, he rescheduled all his meetings and rushed to the airport to meet her. She lied to him that she had left years ago because of a terminal illness, and she did not want to burden him. He believed her and felt extremely guilty. Since then, he had been very patient, gentle, and loving toward her. He was so lost in her wiles that when I got into a car accident while in labor, Anna had lied to him. She fed him lies, saying that my child belonged to another man, and that I had staged a car accident to cover up the months of pregnancy.

Would I ever find happiness again, or was this the end of the road for me? I stood in front of the judge, my hands shaking as I listened to the lawyer representing Damon speak. "Your honor, Mrs. Contreras is trying to get a divorce based on her allegations that my client cheated on her. But I would like to point out that she herself has a history of infidelity. She cheated on my client with not one, but multiple men during the course of their marriage. And yet, my client has always stood by her and tried to make things work. He has never once strayed from their vows. We ask that the court denies Mrs. Contreras' request for a divorce and instead, orders couples counseling to try and work on t

"I said I didn't—" Stefano's fingers dug in hard, his eyes boring straight through me as he cut me off again. "Lie to yourself all you want. I'm done listening." So that was it. I'd walked right into Isla's trap. And my husband of seven years took her word for it without a second thought. Seven years of us, just gone. I didn't fight back when he hauled me to the car. What was the point? At the hospital, Stefano marched me straight to Isla's room. Doctors crowded in.

With that, I turned around and dialed the number for the police. “Officer, I want to report a crime! My husband transferred my premarital assets without my consent to his mistress!” “I suspect they are plotting something!”

John asked. I saw Taylor’s jaw clenched and his face turned even darker. I can read it clearly from his expression, he don’t want me to utter another word. I smirked at him and walked to face his family. “My husband here cheated on me with his business partner. A girl, yes, and that girl is shoving a huge fucking dildo in my husband’s butt-hole! Now tell me again to forgive this bastard and move on from this problem.” They all went paled. I don’t know what Taylor looks like since he was standing quietly behind me.

"Why can't you talk? You're going to keep it a secret? You're going to think of an excuse?" "What-" "Yes, it's me." I stared at him, my hands clenched. "Why did you do that? What's your reason for sending that to me without any explanation, huh?" "Do you intend for me to overthink? If my husband has an affair?" I stepped closer to him. "Of course not, Dianna. I just want you to know the truth." I laughed sarcastically. "The truth?" "Yes, Dianna. Your husband's cheating behind your back. And that girl he's with, they have—"

“Those two years when your legs were paralyzed—yes, I wasn’t by your side. But why? Because I was out finding a cure for you! “I went into the hottest deserts, battling sandstorms and blistering heat to find the plants needed for extracting those medicinal compounds. My team and I were nearly swallowed by quicksand. We faced storms that almost killed us. But I never backed down because I wanted you healed. I wanted the research to succeed more than anyone else. “And what about you? While I was risking my life for you, what were you up to? You were sleeping with my cousin. You hid it from me for two years! And you even used ‘business trips’ as an excuse to marry her in America!

Adrian closed the bathroom door, and within seconds, the heavy sound of running water echoed through the room. Amelia stood alone in the quiet bedroom as his words echoed in her head. Her mind was spinning, a dark, terrifying doubt creeping into every corner of her thoughts. The perfume... Natalie’s warning... the late-night meetings... Is he really cheating on me? she thought, her stomach twisting into a sickening knot. Is my husband lying to my face? She shook her head sharply, trying to force the unbearable thought away. She couldn't lose her mind to insecurity. She had just cut off her best friends to protect this marriage; she couldn't start doubting him now.

This time the goblin was looking at Celea expecting the answers she wanted " Of course" Happily agreed Celea " your husband has been cheating on you ever since you got married" " HOW COULD YOU CHEAT ON ME WITH MY FRIEND SHINA, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!?" The wife was shouting at her husband again " My…dea…dear..I swear I didn't do..such thing ever….that…that kid is lying" Shuttered the husband " Oh yeah that's true " Said Celea interrupting them " See?!"