Cheating Spouse Stories Novels & Stories

"But... but I've tried so hard. I've done everything you wanted. I've been a good wife." "A good wife?" Max scoffs. "A good wife wouldn't be so clingy. A good wife wouldn't be so needy. You're pathetic, Eva. And I'm tired of pretending you're not." I stand up, anger mixing with my pain. "I'm pathetic? I'm not the one cheating on my spouse with their sister! What kind of person does that, Max?"

By the time I realized what I was doing I was already in above my head. I didn't think about our lunches, little jokes, after work rides or drinks with just us two was cheating on my husband, but I found out just how wrong I was when Thomas came into that bar that evening and found me slow dancing with Johnathan, the way lovers do. When he showed me the pictures and video of the way I was acting it all came crumbling down on top of both Johnathan and myself. Thomas brought Johnathan's wife in with him and when she slapped my face and began hitting her husband with her fist calling us both liars and cheats I saw the rage in both of our spouses eyes. Thomas threw some pictures and video at me

Zack grunted in annoyance. He smelled the dampened towel which now smelled of garlic before throwing it on a nearby couch and, using his fingers, tussled his hair. "I could never understand why people cheat on their spouses. Especially the ones they made vows to," Zack shook his head. "Because it's fun?" Chris grinned. "It's my fault, the whole scene that was caused, and what my wife did to you." A voice came, making both Zack and Chris turn their heads towards the door, and it was none other than the cheating husband.

The couple making out at the next table actually stopped kissing to stare at us. “A secretary, a tennis coach, a nurse, a flight attendant, a college girl… This asshole’s cheating résumé is basically a job fair. What, did Sebastian grow his dick where his brain’s supposed to be?” “You wanna know how long I’ve known?” I asked. “How long?” “Three months.” I stared at the sunlight dancing across the pool and clenched my teeth. “And how long has he been cheating?” “No idea. Three months? A year? Two?” I gave a dry laugh. “Honestly, he might’ve been doing it before we even got married. And I still went ahead and married him like an idiot.”

“What in the world happened here? Who dares to beat someone else up in the Whitecastle family’s territory?” She turned to look straight at me. When I met her shocked gaze, I sighed and struggled to get up. “You got here right on time, Vanessa! This involves our marriage arrangement. You have to give me an—” She slapped me before I could finish speaking. The sting of it rooted me to the spot. “Redmond Day, how dare you hit my husband? Do you have a death wish?” Looking at Josh, I laughed out of anger and disbelief. I pointed at Vanessa and said, “What gives him the right to call the shots here? Have you gone mad?”

The timeline and corporate entities perfectly matched my history. Finally, an entertainment account dropped "internal chat logs" and claimed my arranged marriage had always been part of a calculated scheme to take over Henderson Group. According to their narrative, I had blown the situation with Archie out of proportion because I was jealous and couldn't stand seeing him and Valerie genuinely in love. To top it off, they dug up photos of Stacey and me from years ago, saying we had been romantically involved for ages and staged this entire sequence together. Three heavily manipulated hashtags climbed up the list of trending topics.

He'd spoiled me rotten. Who would've known that after just one year of marriage, he would start cheating on me? He'd had one affair after another and slowly turned into the person I despised the most. And now, despite Finn's life hanging by a thread, he could make it sound like it was nothing. "Michael Grant, I'm definitely taking you to court for my son's sake!" I snapped. He actually laughed like he found me ridiculous. He jabbed a finger toward the ICU, where Finn lay. "All that for that bastard in there?"

“I called to ask if you want me to go through with this marriage or not! I’m getting married tomorrow, Isla. Just say the damn word and I’ll call it off.” I blinked. Oh? I glanced down at my screen. Auto-recording: on. Good. This would make a nice addition to my little collection of chaos. “No,” I said breezily. “Not interested.” “You were in love with me. How the hell did you just stop?” I chuckled. “Guess I never was. You were a rebound. And honestly? I was just pissed you cheated first. That’s all.” He growled on the other end. “What the fuck does that mean? You think any man would want you now that I’ve fucked you and you had a baby for me?!”

Cooper inquired, raising a brow. “Bella has been married before, and she has a child,” he revealed A frown appeared on his mother’s face as she narrowed her gaze at him. She didn’t immediately judge even though she didn’t already like with the story was going. “What happened? Why did her marriage crash?” “Infidelity,” Richard answered. “He cheated on Bella with his colleague and got the woman pregnant. He refused to end things with his mistress, so Bella had to file for divorce.” Mrs. Cooper shook her head. “What a bastard!” She seemed angered on Bella’s behalf for the kind of husband she married.

"You both decided to come. Don't stand there alright." I stated and looked away. Both walked to our table then sat down, "So who is cheating on who?" Nathan asked again, he was the one that asked before. "My wife" I responded casually. "You mean she has been cheating on you with Dr. Emmanuel and Owen?" Harrison asked in disbelief. "That's right. She did, not minding that these two men are related to me in one way or the other. I can't do anything about it. She never loved me and I never did so I don't see a reason for us to remain in this marriage."