Cheating Spouse Stories Novels & Stories

I pulled away in revulsion. He was sobbing uncontrollably, tears and snot running together. "Audrey, I really do know I was wrong! Chloe—that lying witch—she tricked me. Brandon isn't even mine!" "You're all I have! Can't we just start over?" "Don't you remember when we first started college? I couldn't afford to eat, and you split your meal card with me." "When we first got married, we were renting that basement apartment—no heat in the dead of winter."

“If you can have a mistress… oh wait, sorry, a girlfriend since you initiated the open marriage, why can’t I have a boyfriend?” “Because you’re my wife!” he shouted, face red, hand slamming the table so hard the cutlery jumped. “And you’re my husband, Graham. My husband!” My voice cracked with fury. “But you’ve been cheating on me for years with your so-called cousin, only to use my inability to give you a child as an excuse to bring her into our home and humiliate me.” Lillian pushed back her chair with a screech, standing. “That’s enough! I’m not staying here to be insulted…”

The day I find out I'm pregnant, I also discover my husband is cheating on me. To think that Brock Emerson, a celebrated OB-GYN, is sleeping with his own protegee, Wendy Blair! I strip Wendy's clothes off in front of the entire hospital, humiliating her for everyone to see. After that, the staff group chat turns into a daily betting pool on whether I'll show up to cause another scene. When Brock pulls me off the balcony railing yet again, he drops to his knees. "I've already had Wendy transferred. What happened that day was just an accident. You're all I care about." I give Brock two choices—either he sends Wendy to prison, or he signs the divorce papers. He personally submits evidence o

And there wasn’t a single day when she didn’t confront him and ask him about it. Even if he were to ask her for an explanation, she could just pretend she didn’t know by the way she does things. For the second time, he will open his mouth and admit to cheating. And cheating is one of the worst things a man, especially one with money, can do in life. If you are caught and your wife has the evidence, the consequences can be disastrous. And, while Felicia can deduce who he is seeing, he has never been found in the same frame with any of his lovers. No records will link back to him, that’s how cautious he was.

Getting the money, he handed me and kept it inside my pocket. “I cheated with my wife,” he commenced. “I don’t know how I did it but… my love for her fade away. The spark has been put out,” he paused, looking at me with teary eyes. “Now, I impregnate his sister,” I literally gasped out. Never have I ever heard this type of story personally, but now here I am. “Oh my, God, Sir,”

Upon noticing my nervousness, she casually asked if I had divorced Winona. There was hope in her eyes, so I bluntly stated, "Not yet." Her face instantly went icy cold. It was a long time before she finally said anything. "Why? She cheated on you. Do you still love her? Jonathan, I never knew you were so dedicated. I always thought you were a ruthless and ungrateful man." "I..." I wanted to argue back, but I realized there was nothing I could say to back my retorts. The one who was devastatingly loyal to Winona was me. The one who fabricated evidence to slander Sarah was also me.

He lunged forward, trying to stop me, but the security guards I'd arranged beforehand blocked his way. "Second, the truth about my ex-wife, Quinn Hart. She betrayed me and entered a relationship with Chester. They had an affair behind my back and had a child together. After this, I will be pressing charges against Quinn for bigamy." Photo after photo and video after video appeared on the screen. The reporters instantly turned their cameras toward Quinn, whose face had turned deathly pale. Once everything was over, I stood up and walked toward the exit without hesitation. Seeing me leave, Quinn jumped to her feet and tried to chase after me. But the next second, a dozen reporters surrounded h

I glare at the pathetic loser peacefully sleeping. This cheating scum! He's married? I would have never guessed from the way he presented himself. I love sleeping around, sex is so much fun. But I absolutely despise cheaters. I think it's logical for me to only want to sleep with single people. I even asked him and he said that he was single. Now I feel bad for his spouse. It's not fun being cheated on. And that's a fact. He definitely needs to learn a lesson. Who knows how many times he has been unfaithful to this poor woman?

Chapter 2 Two weeks ago The past two weeks have been the happiest days of my life. Waking up each day to behold my handsome husband sleeping next to me on the bed while having his arm around my waist has been the best feeling so far. If only every woman out there is lucky to have a replica of Alex as their husband, then no one would suffer the pain some women do suffer in marriage. Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world.

“She’s not taking my calls or replying to my messages. I’ve tried everything you told me to do... Dad, she just won’t listen.” I sighed, rubbing my temples. “Cheating is serious, Adrian. It destroys relationships. You know that.” I paused, letting the truth sink in. He looked away, shame written all over his face. I could see how the guilt was eating him up. It was hard to see him like this, and it brought back my own painful memories. I remembered how Angelique, my ex-wife, had an affair with my closest friend because I wasn’t earning enough at the time. Her cruel justification, “I did it for you,” had shattered me, leaving me broken in ways I hadn’t fully understood until now.