Cheating Wife Comic Novels & Stories

That touch had been nothing but comfort. I wasn’t the one who used to cheat on this marriage. “My wife is still working…” I was focused on my tasks when an annoyingly handsome man decided to become an uninvited distraction. Or... the kind of distraction I, actually, needed. “I guess she’s too busy to look at me,” he added from behind my desk. “The husband was being an asshole,” I replied flatly, not looking up, “which is why the wife was distracting herself before she choked him to death.”

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 beg your pardon?” “You’re a cheater.” “Excuse me?” What the hell was this woman talking about? “Oh, I heard your call. Little Miss Valentina or whatever you’re calling yourself. You’re cheating on that poor man.” “Mrs. Wilson, what are you talking about? And why would I cheat on my fiancé?” “Because you’re a whore.” “Whore?”

Evelyn's POV When I found out my husband was cheating on me with 8 women, I decided to get even. The breeze off Lake Como felt amazing. Maddie and I were stretched out on lounge chairs at Lido Villa Olmo, sunbathing while analyzing the profiles of Sebastian’s eight mistresses on my iPad. “Jesus Christ!” Maddie slammed her coffee cup down on the saucer so hard it clattered like a tiny drum solo. The couple making out at the next table actually stopped kissing to stare at us.

She charged forward and screamed, "Chester, what do you think you're doing, calling another woman your wife? What about our marriage certificate? If you'd just spoken up for me, I would've forgiven you for cheating on me!" At that, I raised a slight eyebrow and glanced at Chester. Like a dog obeying its owner, he sprang to his feet and slapped her, firmly rebuking her, "Shut up! My wife is the CEO of Campbell Group. She's beautiful and capable—what makes you think you're even close to her level? "And that marriage certificate you mentioned? I bought a fake one online for a couple of hundred dollars. You're just foolish enough to believe it for six years. In this world, Nadia is the only woma

My mother-in-law, Matilda Holmes, is celebrating her 60th birthday today. My husband, Joshua Allen, insists I give a toast to his female intern, Lila Deleon. He says Lila's fresh out of college and has no one looking out for her. As his wife, I need to be the bigger person. My eyes fall on the watch circling her wrist. That 38-thousand-dollar watch was an inheritance Mom left me. I don't cry or throw a scene. Instead, I swap out all 12 high-end courses at the birthday party for takeout. Every single box comes with an IOU taped right on top. "Course one, my parents paid 80 thousand dollars for the down payment on our house." "Course two, I raised your startup capital of 50 thousand dol

He'd been cheating on me this whole time, chasing thrills behind my back. However, what shocked me more was her next post. "And tonight I'm doing a home visit at their house. We'll be fooling around right under his wife's nose. Just thinking about it gets me excited!" The comments flooded in. "Holy shit, OP, that's disgusting. You're actually going to their house?" She replied quickly, "What do you know? He told me he never had feelings for his wife anyway. He only married her so she'd invest in his company.

Both men laughed, and Chris said, “I was telling you my story, so fucking keep quiet and let me finish the story of me and my evil wife.” “Evil wife?” They were both laughing and remarked in unison, “Primadonna and evil, they actually match.” They burst out into fits of laughter. “I married her after three months of fucking; as I said, it must have been the pussy. Guess what? She told me she was pregnant, and I decided to introduce her to my family. Only to find out that she was my brother’s woman. I thought she was all that, but she fucked my useless brother.”

The comments section was full of people dragging her and Teddy through the mud. She stared at it, then at me, teeth clenched. "I'm your wife. I can't believe you're so vicious! The Reid family made you, Grant. You've gotten bold, haven't you? "You're destroying Teddy's career with this. His entire professional future—gone. You will go online right now and issue a statement. Say it was petty jealousy. Say you made it all up to get back at him." Watching them "protect" each other like that... I almost laughed at how stupid they both looked. I took a step back—needed distance so their idiocy didn't rub off.

" The third affair had its own transfer, too, and the payments continued all the way to the seventh and most recent one. Dylan was so frightened that he shrank into the corner of the room. Meanwhile, Vanessa kept her eyes glued to the bank statements. "T-This is impossible…" Evelyn's voice was stone-cold. "Did you honestly think he put up with you bringing those pathetic little flings into his home time after time because he was hopelessly in love with you? Stop flattering yourself, Vanessa. "Six months ago, I made a bet with him. I bet that deep down, you were still a responsible wife, and sooner or later, you would come back to your senses. But look at you. You made me lose spectacularly.