Cheating Spouse Revenge Novels & Stories

Perhaps it does. She stared back at me blankly as if trying to process what I just said. She clenched her jaw tightly, slowly retracting her hand from my grasp as she scoffed. “What exactly do you need forgiveness for?” She huffed, squinting her eyebrows as she continued. “I mean, what exactly should I forgive you for? Is it for taking advantage of my feelings for you by tricking me into marrying you knowing you never loved me? Is it for cheating on me with Emily whom you claimed to be your friend? Or…” she scoffed, shaking her head. “Or is it for drugging me? Which of them should I forgive you for?” Her eyes were filled with hatred and disgust as they gazed into mine, and I bit my lip.

“Are you kidding me? I thought I told you—he’s with someone else!” Widening her grin, her voice playful yet cruel. “Aren’t you cheating in your marriage? He’ll do the same to her, won’t he?” Avery’s eyes dropped to the ground, and Chantel gasped as realization dawned on her. “Don’t tell me... He doesn’t love you, does he?” Chantel raised an eyebrow, her tone mocking. Yeah..... please, I don't wanna talk about it again! " Chantel raised her chin, " What did you think I did? You are thirsty for revenge, aren't you? "

Revenge! Undoubtedly he was unable to swallow the fact that his ex-wife cheated on him, whereas Valeria was fed with the lie that Markus never wanted her as his official wife. They both were pulled apart under a conspiracy to overtake the business. Valeria believed that Markus was always interested in her adoptive cousin, who happened to be the daughter of his uncle.

“What do you mean?” Aurelia leaned forward, her voice lowering conspiratorially. “Didn’t you hear? His wife died under mysterious circumstances, and he remarried the very next day. Took over G Group like it was his birthright. Everyone knows it wasn’t his to begin with. I wouldn’t put it past him to have orchestrated her death.” Elowen’s fingers tightened imperceptibly around the armrest of her chair, but her face remained a picture of calm. “I’d give anything to take him down,” Aurelia continued, her voice trembling with barely concealed rage. “If his ex-wife were alive, I’d help her in a heartbeat. That devil deserves to lose everything he’s stolen.”

How could I be so stupid? “No,” she whispered, more to herself than him. Her body stiffened beneath him. He paused, confused. Her hands trembled as she pushed against his chest hard enough to make him pause. Then, without thinking, she stood, eyes blazing, and slapped him across the face. His head turned with the force of it, but he didn’t say a word. His jaw clenched, a muscle ticking. She stood, pulling the sheet around her like armor. “This is a transaction,” she said coldly, though her voice trembled. “A marriage arrangement. That’s all this is.”

Her entire body trembled from fear and shock, and along with that came the pain in her chest because the Alexander she knew would never have done something like that to her. “Please forgive me, Alexander. I’m begging you, I’ll do anything,” she cried. “Oh really?” Her eyes widened when the man suddenly grabbed her harshly, and every kiss he gave her hurt. She froze in shock for several seconds until she finally felt her lips bleeding, and only then did she struggle against him. Using all her strength, she pushed him away. “I thought you said you’d do anything? Why are you resisting now? You’re not only a murderer, you’re also a liar,” Alexander coldly said.

My husband is cheating on me with my sister. I should have been devastated. Instead, I was furious. Because Preston didn't just betray our marriage. He got my sister pregnant, lied to his entire family, and built an elaborate story where her baby was supposedly ours through a surrogacy arrangement. He wanted me to smile, play the loving wife, and raise the child born from his affair. He should have thought twice before humiliating me. Because his brother-in-law has a proposal of his own. Sebastian Greene knows exactly what it's like to be betrayed by Darcia. And instead of quietly divorcing her, he's decided we're going to make them taste their own medicine. His solut

“That’s what the medical records I requested show. As a patient of the hospital, I have access to that information.” I held up Anais’s medical records. Clear. Conclusive. Undeniable. The crowd erupted. Murmurs turned into shouts. “He abandoned his pregnant wife for his mistress!” “And she lied about being pregnant!” Matt sank deeper with every word spoken, and a bitter satisfaction ran through my body. “You’re just jealous!” Anais finally screamed. “Matt prefers me over you!” It was her turn to fall. I had originally planned for Matt to pay the price alone—but the truth was, Anais was just as guilty. And I had no problem enjoying the revenge I had prepared for her as well.

But whatever he was doing was still explanatory as whatever she did with his family was worse than this, but still it was prominent that he had hurt her and that was a heavy burden for him to carry on his heart. The internal struggle for Asher to seek revenge and confronting his emotions was a clear symbol of the complexity he was facing at the moment. His internal confusion and feelings shows how strong and deep their connection was. Apparently, during which Asher went through an emotional roller coaster and had to make the decision of his life, he had to make that choice between how he is feeling about her wife at the moment or to focus on his revenge for whatever she did in the past.

“This insemination mix-up wasn’t just an accident, was it? You saw your marriage falling apart, and you thought, ‘Why not get pregnant with his sperm, trap him into a situation where he has no choice but to deal with me?’ You think I’m some kind of fool, huh?” Raina’s eyes flashed. She had seen, had, and heard enough, but this was the last straw. “Is that what you think? That I planned this all out to trap you?!” She spat, the sharpness of her voice through the room. “You don’t know the first thing about me, and you don’t get to throw these around without proof!” She continued, her voice now ice cold. “I don’t care who you are, or how many zeros you’ve got in your bank account, you don’t get