Cheating Men Must Die Spoilers Novels & Stories

The corner of Alex's lips curls up in a smirk as she as reclines on the chair, and stares up at her brother being all dramatic. Wendy feels her heart tighten in pain at her last words, as the realization hits her hard that her husband is still in love with his so-called ex-lover. Has she always been the second choice all these while? "Just fucking wait for his reply before you conclude," Her subconscious mind screams at her, and she gulps down nothing nervously as she stares at them. As much as she is curious to know what his reply would be, noticing the silence that ensues over there, she's also scared of learning the truth. What if he confesses to still being in love with her? What will be

“Meanwhile, you lost your company, your reputation, and your dignity. Then Zoe humiliated you further by getting pregnant for another man. You were angry. Furious. So you got drunk and drove after them!” Pete’s shoulders trembled slightly. His eyes were burning now. The humiliation he had buried deeply inside himself was being dragged out openly before him, and Inspector Oseni knew exactly where to hit him hardest. “Say it!” Oseni barked again. “You tried to kill them because you couldn’t accept being abandoned! Say it, god damn it!” “Yes! Yes!” Pete snapped, pushing further to the edge of his seat with rage, his whole body shaking. “Yes, I did it! That bitch deserves to die for betraying me

"Have you thought about the consequences of laying a hand on me?" For a split second, the room fell silent. Just as I thought they might hesitate and let me go, laughter erupted all around. Even Kayleigh looked at me with ridicule. "Jeremy, you're insane. You're just a miner. Even if Gerald beat you to death, there wouldn't be any consequences." Before I could respond, the door suddenly flew open. "Everyone, stop right there!"

He laughed as he cried and trembled. He was so stupid. He lost the person whom he loved the most to a liar. He could not even recognize his own daughter. In the court, Sawyer enunciated clearly, “The defendant, Anna Miller, is suspected of homicide, falsifying evidence, and solicitation of murder…” Lucas remained there like a statue. He finally knew the truth, and he had to pay the price for his decision.

“I… I told you to bring me drugs so he can impregnate me himself, but he won’t do it.” “Because he’s just not man enough,” Hunter says, laughing as he slides his tip inside me and pops it out again. “Now tell me everything you asked me to do. Every little dirty thing that you wanted me to do for you. To please you. To prove my love for you. Before you stabbed me in the back.” I take a deep breath. “I… met with you and had sex with you so you can give me a drug that will kill that old man. And I did it. I slipped one in his drink and he died within the day. All of that for sex, it was worth it.”

Mark spat at me contemptuously before marching off with the woman, his arm wrapped around her waist. "Bah!" I spat blood and slowly picked myself up, the pain coursing through me. Right now, I wasn't focused on getting revenge on Mark and Kevin. My mind was consumed with two questions: Where was Donna? Had she cheated on me? After overhearing Mark and Kevin's conversation in the locker room, I was already convinced of Donna's infidelity. Her breathless voice on the phone only added to my suspicions. But the evidence was right in front of me—Mark and Kevin were with a woman who wasn't Donna!

"Take a good look. She's already in bed with him, and you're telling me not to divorce her?" They didn't expect to see a scene like that. Courtesy of William, Pamela's face was clearly visible in the video. Her bright red lips and the sounds coming from her mouth were recorded. Even Lilian blushed watching the video. My mom slammed the table. "That's the kind of daughter your family raised. How shameless! She's cheating and even brought another man to their house, yet you have the nerve to question my son? Lilian, this is how you raised your sister?"

"It was all my fault. I know I've messed up. Please give me another chance." He went on desperately, "Rachel was just a moment of weakness. She seduced me! You know I only love you. Please believe me." "Oh." I nodded faintly. Cheating was cheating. What difference did it make, whether it was a moment of passion or something more? He even had the nerve to blame someone else for his mistakes? At that moment, my mind had never felt clearer. Honestly, I should be grateful. At least I had seen his true colors before getting trapped in the quagmire of marriage.

Then, I leaned closer to Mason and whispered, "I'm so sorry that our wedding isn't perfect anymore." His warm breath brushed my neck and made my ears flush as he murmured, "It's perfect as long as you're by my side, honey." I blushed and nodded. At the entrance, Wayne's last shred of hope was completely shattered when he saw that I hadn't responded and even had him thrown out. He pulled out a knife and pressed the tip against his chest, his eyes wild with agony. "If you won't take me back, I'll just die right here!"

“I could pray every day, beg to rewind time. I could pray until my knees give out... but nothing’s going to undo it.” “No,” he agreed quietly. “But you can pray to take the pain away.” I looked up at him, startled by the tenderness in his voice. He was smiling at me. Softly. Kindly. “Why do men cheat?” I whispered, sliding my glass toward him for another refill. He poured without hesitation. “I don’t know. I’ve never cheated.” I slapped his arm. “Ow!” “But seriously?” he continued. “People cheat... because that’s what people do. Even when it’s not fun. Even when it hurts. They do it because it makes them feel alive.”