Cheating Spouse Stories Novels & Stories

We both knew, we didn't marry each other out of love. Like any other conglomerate marriage, fidelity isn't part of the deal. If there is any loyalty left in us, it belongs solely to our family business. I had intentionally inserted a clause regarding the transfer of shares in the event of adultery. If Damian Lee cheated, half of his RQL Group shares would be transferred to me. And of course, the same applied to me if I cheated too, but that wouldn’t even happen. I thought it would be easy to wait for him to slip up. I mean, he’s Damian Lee. The people at the club would think he would get another girl on day one.

During this period, Georgia called me countless times. At first, it was all insults. She called me ruthless and accused me of abandoning her to survive on her own. Later, it turned into begging. She cried and pleaded with me to help her family for the sake of our eight-year marriage. “Simon, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I shouldn’t have gotten involved with Fernando. I shouldn’t have listened to his nonsense. I’ve always loved you! “Simon, if you’re willing to invest in our company again, I’ll do anything for you! I’ll even beg on my knees!”

“Once again, Dr. Camilla Wesley is my lawfully wedded wife, while Nancy Albrecht is the manipulator who made me cheat on my wife with her and publish false stories about my wife just to have her way with me again. “I love my wife and I deserve every cold treatment she's giving me because of the mistakes I have made in the past, but all I want is a second chance with her.” The reporters typed frantically on their tablets and phones, eager to be the first to publish the bombshell revelation that would shake the interment for weeks. Some whispered to themselves, while some were asking different questions, leading to noises in the room. “Mr Caspain, are you saying, Nancy Albrecht's story is fake

The moment I walked out of the wedding hall, I sent a PowerPoint presentation to her parents, relatives, and company email, detailing how she'd sabotaged her best friend's two marriages. Of course, I didn't forget about Jack. I sent proof of his cheating during our marriage straight to the wife of his direct superior. Her mother had killed herself because her husband had cheated on her, so she despised men who couldn't stay faithful. As for Ian's parents, they cared more about appearances than anything else. Everyone at the wedding was a business partner of the Colson family. I was sure that the footage I shared would give people plenty to gossip about for a long time.

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."

My husband betrayed me and married my sister and not just that my parents were on it too. I had been betrayed and ruined by the same people I trusted and called my family

I said, and he laughed. “Mister, can I tell you a secret?” I asked. “Go ahead,” “You are no fun, I will keep it to myself,” I hissed drunkenly. “Tell me,” he said. “My husband….. cheated on me, I caught him in the act… with my personal maid on our matrimonial bed,” I whispered to him. “What?” He knitted his eyebrows. “Shush,you can't shout, it's top secret,” I laughed. “Are you being serious?” He asked. “That won't be a joke, I worked so hard to build that marriage, but a maid just snatched it from me…… wait..” I paused, and I started feeling my boobs and a** .

“I guess he doesn't have the guts to tell his family the truth. Maybe because he knows he's guilty.” “Guilty of what?” I took a moment to steady my voice. I wanted to be clear. I wanted them to hear every word. “My husband cheated on me. Your cousin betrayed me.” The silence that followed was deafening. They stared at me, frozen, unable to process the words. “He and Brielle,” I continued. “That’s why I’m here. Because Aziel and I are in the same boat. His fiancée cheated with my husband. Fun, right?”

Every man there was trying to figure out how to live with what they did. The second week the group leader asked if anyone wanted to share. Before I could talk myself out of it I raised my hand. "I'm Damian" I said. My voice shook. "I cheated on my wife with my secretary. The affair lasted four months. My wife found out by walking in on us. We got divorced. I've been trying to win her back for months but I keep making things worse." "How do you keep making things worse" the group leader asked. He was an older man named Frank who had been running the group for ten years after his own affair ended his marriage.

It was the simmering guilt from within for lying to Andrew but beside cooking a story, was I left with any other option? I could sense heat rebuilding in Xander's face. He, who was holding a smirk a few moments back was now enraged by how things were still not completely against me. I bit my lower lip and frowned, “Since Xander has spilled the beans, I don't want to keep you in the dark anymore, Andrew.” Both Xander and Tania eagerly waited for what I had to say next. Andrew was all ears to me, and I decided to speak. “My husband and I share a very bad relationship. My husband has cheated on me several times with different women behind my back. He has broken my heart several times yet I trie