Novel & Cerita Cheating Spouse Story

“I don’t believe a single word he said. Because I know men like him. I know how they twist the truth, how they paint themselves as the good guy and make the person they hurt look like the villain, just so they don’t have to take responsibility for their own mistakes. And then I saw you. I watched you work hard every single day, even after you left him. I watched you stay kind, stay soft, even when people are cruel to you, even when life is so hard you can barely stand. There is no way a woman like you would ever leave a good man without a very good reason.” Tears finally spilled over and ran down my cheeks, hot and fast. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. No one had ever defended me like this. N

“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?”

Glen spent all day trying to shake the feeling that his wife had betrayed him, sneaking around behind his back for some sexual adventure with her boss. Yet, the feeling never went away. The worse part was that since he arrived home, the feeling only grew into a nauseous knot in the pit of his stomach. All Cherish did was bitch about her sister and how Edwin immediately went all gooey when she returned. She didn't even care that Glen dropped Jordie off at his Grandma Lansky's for the night. Barely even noticed it, actually. She obsessed over Edwin and his infatuation with Faith. You just don't talk about someone that much unless there's something happening between you. Glen knew. He knew his

I kept chanting in my head to rid myself of the guilt that I just cheated for the first time in my seven years of marriage. After getting dressed, I glanced once more at the sleeping man on the ruffled bed before stepping out of the hotel room. He was the new manager that joined the company a few months ago, a handsome bachelor who I had to lead on so I could get my hands on the promotion that my husband needed so badly. Speaking of my husband, Richard must be waiting for me to give him the good news; that I had successfully done what he asked. I arrived home tired and walked straight to the bedroom assuming that Richard was in there since I couldn't find him anywhere else in the house. I st

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.

Forget the monologue I’d prepared – this was my moment. “My husband is a real joker, you know, talking about how I’m the one who forgets about her responsibilities and obligations when he’s the one who got his mistress – my stepsister, his sister-in-law – pregnant! I’m done playing house with him. We may be married but we are not in love, and he’s a disgusting, filthy cheater!”

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

Maya mocked. “You want to know something? My husband doesn't care if I'm cheating on him or not. I'm indeed a married woman but if you want to blame someone, then blame Spencer for not having self-control over himself and his feelings. I never asked for this office romance so stop acting like I'm your problem and start facing reality!” I scolded her.

"My wife. My beautiful, amazing, loving and wife." "Did she cheat on you?" "No." "So, what did she do? To make you choke her and end up in prison?" I find myself telling my story to a man who probably wouldn't even understand. "I didn't choke her. She was my first wife actually. Our marriage ended because of a lie told by her best friend and she was the victim, I never knew. I got married to her best friend six years ago and I'm only just finding out that it was all a lie, a trap."

“I’ll be back tomorrow. I even bought your favorite pastries.” He was only a few meters away from me, with one arm wrapped around Leah’s waist, the other holding his phone to speak to me. How could a werewolf split his heart in half like that? I couldn’t understand when their affair had started. Why did the she-wolf he cheated with have to be my sister? Most of all, had he ever truly loved me? Or had he only wanted our arranged mating to secure his position as the next Alpha?