Cheating Vs Cheating Novel Novels & Stories

“I’m not a good person, so I dare to own up to the things I’ve done. What about you? You’re such a sc*m, yet you still want to make yourself look good. At this point, do you still think you weren’t in the wrong at all and that we were the ones at fault instead? Were we the ones who told you to hide Sarah? Did we make you climb into Sarah’s bed and get her pregnant?” Chester scoffed. “If I were to get married one day, I’d tell the woman not to fall in love with me or expect that I’d be faithful. I’d definitely have mistresses, so she shouldn’t get married to me if she couldn’t take it. You, on the other hand, are different from me. You’re a sc*m, yet you lie to your wife, saying you’re a good

"It's already way past midnight! Why are you so late?" I was already exhausted from the sudden overtime work I had to put in. However, as soon as I sat down on the couch, he'd already started questioning me. Angrily, I snapped back, "You're the one who cheated, so why are you making such a huge fuss? You should be thankful that I'm even here in the first place!" As soon as he heard me call him a cheater, he froze for a split second. After recollecting his thoughts, he softened up and tried to justify himself. "I'm an award-winning A-list actor now, so you're not a good fit for me anymore."

The kind, earnest boy he once was had long since disappeared. He opened his mouth but found no words. At length, he murmured, "She was another man's child. I couldn't stand having her by your side. I always thought… we'd have our own child." He pretended to sound tender, but I felt only disgust. Softly, icily, I replied, "We did have our own child. You killed him with your own hands. Have you forgotten? When you pushed me aside to check on Kayla, your son was doomed never to be born."

He was evil, indeed… I carefully folded up Ian’s physical report, and hid it in the deepest recesses of my handbag. For all his lies… surely I was entitled to some deceptions of my own, now? I brushed away the dried tears upon my face. I stepped into the Gynecology Department, just nearby, and lined up to apply for an abortion. Through the crowd of people between us, I watched how happy he appeared to be. The resentment within me grew even stronger. Why did he deserve to be happy, while I was left to suffer? No… I had to get back at him, somehow…

Seeing my cold, indifferent expression, Laurence's face darkened. "Dakota, do you really have no feelings left for me after all these years?" I gave a humorless laugh. "Feelings? During the five years we were together, you had been cheating on me with Zoey for four of them!" Laurence had been interested in Zoey back in college, but at the time, he was just a poor guy, and Zoey hadn't given him the time of day. It wasn't until four years ago, when they ran into each other at a reunion, that things changed.

"I—I was just taking the dog out to do his business. I was going to clean it up since we're in public, but I didn't expect the certificate to fall right into the puddle." Michelle, who'd just called her own parents brain-dead, wasn't exactly a genius herself. She brightened like she'd figured something out. "Oh, is that all? Let me help." She marched over to the puddle of urine and dumped the ashes straight into it. The loose powder instantly clumped together. Michelle wore a sweet smile, but her actions were anything but. "See, Grant? Isn't this thoughtful of me?" Thoughtful? I didn't see that. Cruel? Absolutely.

If she really loved me, she wouldn't have cheated. And if she chose to cheat, why latch onto me now? Why put on this whole show? I didn't need the answers. I'd already decided. I'd never show up in her life again. This was the end. For real. Vanessa locked onto my arm, refusing to let go. Her jaw was tight, face flushed, fist clenched so hard blood leaked between her fingers. I felt nothing. I knew if I gave her even a crack of hope, this would never end.

Chapter 130. The crowd gasped the moment the pictures scattered through the air and went crashing to the floor. For a few seconds, the only sound in the hall was the rustle of paper hitting the polished ground. “Oh my goodness! Did Ms. Nova really cheat on her husband?” a woman whispered, her voice full of fake pity. “What a shameful thing. To have all this beauty and still be a traitor.” “I knew she was too good to be true,” a man added, shaking his head as he watched the photos drop.

Yvonne held her wounded leg and stood back up, her eyes filled with red. "I'd never have to do this if no one found out about your crime! I'd never have dated you if I knew you were this much of a moron!" She looked at me again, her fury turned into a silent plea. "It's not my fault. This bastard seduced me, Shawn. I'd never have cheated on you! You're the one I love!" I looked at her. She was a maggot. A worm. She was a clown. Christopher nearly had a meltdown. "But you told me to—"

“He and my dad met in Montreal. I also heard he's now the COO of Sinclair’s Global.” “True,” I whispered as I spun her around and caught her swiftly. She glared into my eyes as her lips curled upwards. “You really are a good dancer,” she giggled. “It's just a shame that my stupid boyfriend can't dance. In fact, that selfish prick can't do anything.” “Wow,” I muttered a bit stunned. “So, where's he?” “We broke up.” She sighed, bowing her head as she frowned. “He cheated on me with my younger brother.”