روايات وقصص ضمن Cheating Men Must Die Spoilers

Nevertheless, I felt a chill down my spine the moment I stepped inside my house. “It was you, Rochelle!” A flash of lightning illuminated Hank’s menacing face. I got a grip on myself. “I have done nothing wrong, Hank. Let’s not forget that you faked your death. “You should be looking for Claudia, not me.” “I’m dumb, to be taken in from cheating you. What about you, though? I wouldn’t be here in the first place if you just confirmed that I was Hank!” As my phone in my backpack rang incessantly, Hank grew manic.

The words seemed to stick in his throat, like part of him still desperately wanted to reject the conclusion even as it became impossible not to see it. And then, finally, the realization tore out of him anyway. “Eve’s the man you cheated with… was you?!”

Cedric locked himself in his study and began to spiral into his memories. He recalled the sweet memories he had deliberately buried. He remembered how she scrimped and saved just to buy him the best rescue equipment. He remembered the way she looked at him, her eyes full of starlit love. Him? He faked his death and abandoned her, leaving her drowning in debt and suffering. He married another woman and enjoyed wealth and status. He believed lies and pushed her to the edge again and again. He had destroyed the only woman who had ever loved him completely.

Lila asked, her voice tinged with unease. "She's just a lowly Omega. Even if she learns the truth, she won't dare do anything. Once that foolish woman pays off my debts and raises the child, I'll take back everything that belongs to me." Kael said plainly. I couldn’t believe I gave my everything to this person only to get betrayed in return. I felt like a hammer had smashed into my chest. "Don't worry. My fake death plan was flawless! Right now, she would be probably crying over my grave," Kael mocked before flipping Lila beneath him. Soon, moans filled the room.

So, he talked even faster and louder. "You're doing this again. Remember last time when I planned that whole surprise for you, but you thought I was cheating? You burst into the hotel room like you wanted to kill me. In the end, it was a misunderstanding, just like now." He stepped toward me, but I instantly retreated as though he were a plague. Taken aback, he stood there somewhat helplessly, glancing between Luciana and me. "We're done," I said flatly. "And I'm not joking with you. I'm serious about dissolving our mate bond."

I swung my phone camera directly toward the man's face, ensuring every viewer saw his sneering expression. "Everyone, meet the man who claims to be Ashley's true love. Right now, he's demanding that my dad and I get on our knees for him." The live chat erupted—outrage swiftly morphing into mockery. [Kneel? Is he insane? He wants our top-streamer Nick and his dad to kneel?] [This is ridiculous. Who does this nobody think he is? Ashley probably keeps him around as a clown for when she's bored.]

But loyal only to Matteo. They had used me. This hit harder than any betrayal. I sank to the floor feeling despair. I was getting the results of my cheating on Nada. If I’d remained only as her best friend, perhaps I wouldn't get into this mess. I sat in horror watching as he revealed to me what my sperm were used for, feigning surprise in between that Alisa didn’t tell me but I knew it was all an act. The medical tests I’d taken at the hospital before donating the sperm—

“But I said I didn't show anyone!” “Yes.” He leaned forward slightly. “That's exactly why you're going to die. Because you're the only man who has seen my wife like this.” The smoke from his cigar drifted into the air as my face drained of blood. Die? Was he really going to kill me just to conceal the fact that his wife had cheated on him? Had Scarlett completely bewitched him? “What... but I didn't do anything. She—” “AHH!” A brutal punch smashed into my jaw, cutting me off.

“Are you hurt that your seed died at my hands? Or are you upset your wife and the baby she’s carrying died at my hands. I promised myself. I’d never let any of you live a day of happiness. Even after my death…” I burst out laughing. “Wait you actually think you killed Grace?” I ask her. Her eyes widen… “I killed her…” I could finally see she was shaken. The panic evident in her eyes. “Well, I guess I should get you in on a little secret then. My wife didn’t die though she does want your head now. And the mall was a trap. Grace is currently safe at home asleep while you die at sunset.” I tell her. The man beside her finally speaks up. “So, you think them being alive stops our plans? Or that a

He wore a malicious smile as he said it. My stomach twisted. I thought of my second death as his hands and legs kept descending on my body, the fact that I barely achieved enough in this second life before my husband sent me to my maker again. Then I decided it was not happening. I gathered strength. Another incoming kick to my face, I pushed his leg away, and he lost his footing, crashing beside me. I frantically reached for dirt around me, and I poured them mercilessly, right into his eyes. “Celeste!” He let out a powerful shriek as he shook on the ground, the pain in his eyelids killing him as he tried to wipe most out.