Novel & Cerita Cheating Wife Comic

“What is it?! “ Victoria finally stood up from her seat, phone in hand, as she walked to the centre where Rita stood. She shook her head, as if disappointed and came so close to Rita, she was only a hair’s breadth away. She leaned in, and whispered so only Rita could hear. “And now we’re even, sister-in-law.” Rita was befuddled, until Victoria turned her phone screen and showed her the message everyone had received. [ What do you call it when both husband and wife are cheating on each other? ] Beneath the text was a picture of Rita passionately kissing man. And the man wasn’t Arthur.

Nathan smiled, enjoying his misery. "Yes. You need nothing wrong. You just tried to kill me." "But...You're only doing this to get back at me..." The man trailed off. Their talk was beginning to attract eyes. "Yes, Mr Contreras. It's the least I can do for trying to hide Ema....oh! I mean Adriana." "How many times will we tell you until you get that she's not your wife, You can keep your job for all I care." Mr Contreras walked back to his truck, just what Nathan wanted.

During that time, I had been there. Despite this, I detested him because of the ridiculous rules he enforced and the way he partitioned this kingdom into a higher class level of wealthy werewolves and an underground level of poor werewolves. Despite this, I was also told how faithful he was to his late wife, and how in the twenty years since she passed away, he did not have a sexual encounter with another woman nor did he even touch another woman. Everyone had been talking about how much he loved his luna queen, and how he refused to get mated in the future after she had passed away because of his love for her, but it was possible that these things were just stories, and that there was nothi

I pick up the pictures of Valeri and another man on the table with both of them all dressed up as if they are on a date, and they are looking at each other like love-struck idiots. “How dare these people think they can keep walking all over my family and treating us like crap,” I grumble as I pack the pictures with my fists clenched and my footsteps echoing in frustration at the discovery of my cheating wife.

But I do. And it ticks every part of me off. I hate that I do but I can’t help it. My wife is busy having dinner with another man on a non-friendly basis and I cannot stomach that in. Any man living in this country must have seen her on tv the moment we got married, so this person is either daringly bold to carry on with this date after seeing her in person or just plain stupid. I’m sure it’s the latter. The audacity has me baffled.

But just because of her this mistake it became a cunning and evil plotting place for Zen to trouble Karan. Even before this we tried to attack Dia thinking the company she was handling was hers but it turned out to be her bestfriends father and I guess she values that old man more than anything. She staying awake and reluctantly working hard got them out of that crisis which occured accidentally as we ployed their rivals. And now he is inside the jail, rotting in hell and thankfully he doesn't have any proof of us being involved in that. But the way she being far from her family and husband keeping her sacred relation on a thin thread helped them was commendable. While her husband turned out

His eyes darkened with frustration as he snapped back, "Don’t hide my wife from me, Cassandra!" I stared at him in disbelief, feeling my anger rise. Wife? Now he had the nerve to call her his wife? After everything he’d done? After pushing her away and breaking her heart? Now he wanted to act like he cared? A bitter smirk tugged at the corner of my lips. "Now she’s your wife? Seriously, Lucas? Don’t you feel even a little ashamed? You cheated on her. You shattered her. You never showed her even an ounce of respect. You stood by and watched while your family and so-called friends humiliated her. And let’s not forget — you even let your mistress insult her right in front of you! And now you ha

I just knew that it was a mess. Through the crack in the door, I saw Andrew's body pressing down on top of Ian. They were both kissing each other passionately while exchanging sugary yet disgusting sweet nothings. "Do you love your wife, Andy?" Ian asked, pouting. I had never heard such contempt and abhorrence in Andrew's voice as I did then when he replied, "If I did, I wouldn't have gotten some other guy to have sex with her and make it seem like she cheated on me."

I've heard of marriages where the husband stays loyal to his wife. “Then he’s probably poor and can’t afford other women,” Angel says from the front. “Sorry to burst your bubble, but cheating is free,” I bite back. “Ladies, ladies,” Mrs. Smith interrupts. She's married to a politician, and her face is in the news regularly. She's pretty, about twenty years younger than her husband, and the perfect wife.

“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?