Cheating X Reader Novels & Stories

On our fifth anniversary, he was drugged and ended up in bed with the poor scholarship student he had been funding, Valeria. When he sobered up, he immediately knelt before me, crying as he apologized. "I swear I'll cut off all contact with her…" I trusted him until a year later, when I ran into him and Valeria during a routine gynaecological checkup. Valeria clung to his arm, and they were holding a baby, looking like the perfect family of three. I never imagined Wayne would lie to me and keep seeing her behind my back, much less expected them to have a baby together.

Standing there in nothing but shame, I lowered myself to the water, scooping it up and pouring it over my head. Each splash echoed louder than the last. I tried not to meet her eyes, but I could feel them on me, studying, measuring, enjoying my humiliation. I wanted to speak, to explain, to beg,but my throat closed up. What was I supposed to say? That I was sorry for cheating? Sorry for leaving her? Sorry for mocking her when she told me she was pregnant, calling her a liar in front of everyone? There were no words big enough. No excuses deep enough. No pleas would be able to erase my deeds.

"You should stop changing the subject, Madison—we're talking about the bastard you're carrying in your belly right now. "You see, the records in the notebook have made it clear that you only slept with Anthony three weeks ago, but the ultrasound says you're six weeks along. Who exactly is the father of the child, Madison?" I clenched my fists until my fingernails dug into my palms, the sharp pain helping me hold onto my last shred of composure. I stared directly at Anthony, who was standing behind Emily, and asked, "Do you not believe me too, Anthony? Do you think I've been cheating on you?"

At least let him see the pain of discovering that his new wife is cheating on him… the same way he cheated on me with her when we were still engaged. I paused, then added another line before sending. It’s ironic. Melanie cheated her way into his life, and now she’s cheating on him. The message sent with a soft tap. Almost immediately, Xavier replied. You don’t need to worry about that. I’ll tell Richard myself. I don’t want my nephew to be with a woman who cheats around. I scoffed quietly at that and typed back. Your nephew is also a cheat, I replied. So let him feel whatever he wants to feel.

"I remember! Their love was beautiful. They were so happy. I always imagined we'd be like that, too. This is the first time you've spoken to me in so long. Does that mean…" I cut her off. "They divorced a few years later. She cheated because she couldn't stand looking at his face anymore. See? The love you cling to ends the same way." When I first heard that follow-up, anger surged through me. I couldn't understand why sincere people were always the ones who got hurt. But after thinking it over, I realized something. It wasn't sincerity that was wrong. It was the person on the other side. I looked straight at Jenna, enunciating each word carefully.

Of course, his reaction was justified because Lisa in the book could never admit boldly to cheating on him but there was a reason for my bold and fearless provocation: In the novel, before the omega Anna meets Alpha Xander, Xander had caught his mate, Lisa, cheating on him, as the current scene in this dream. However, Lisa, being the malicious but sly villainess, was able to maneuver her way into Xander’s head by pretending to be innocent and pathetic; she had managed to convince him and let it slide that time. I was definitely pissed off when I read the scene. “Yes, I cheated on you, so what?” I repeated, placing a stress on ‘so what’ and crossed my arms over my chest, awaiting his next rea

She sighed and didn’t ask any more questions, she left me to dwell in my world of thoughts. After a long stretch of silence, I finally talked to her. “Glacia…” “Huh?” she spun around and faced me, enthusiastic to hear what I was about to say. “Do you think Xander will ever cheat on me?” The question sounded funny but Glacia tried not to unleash the humor in it. “To be honest, if you are the fated mate of the Alpha, he wouldn’t dare glance at another woman because of the bond between the both of you,” Glacia replied without realizing what damage her answer had done to my little heart.

But who is the gut that she's kissing? PDA huh? The boy lay Jenny in the car. I saw the face of the boy. And of a sudden, my world stops. My tears just flow unconsciously. I saw their jaw dropped when they looked at me. Their eyes pop out. He gradually makes a step to go near me. " It's not what you think Xandra, I can explain! " I can't believe this. He's already cheating? The transition is fast huh? It's been minutes and here he is, cheating. What a scene!

Now, she didn’t waste a second. The drawer clicked open. There it was: the sleek black **iPhone** he thought she’d never find. She connected it to her laptop, her fingers moving with the muscle memory of a woman who’d spent years mastering data analytics—fast, precise, unyielding. She copied every text, every photo, every voice memo: Luna’s demands for **$25k Cartier** necklaces, Lucas’s promises to leave Sophia “once the **Veridian** deal closes,” the lies about “just a fling” that had turned into a betrayal that cost her her life.

She fed him lies, saying that my child belonged to another man, and that I had staged a car accident to cover up the months of pregnancy. Lucas actually believed in such a weak fabrication. Since then, I knew that our daughter, Gracie Anderson, and I were no longer important to him. It was late at night. Anna wrapped her arms around his waist and whispered seductively, “Lucas, you’re so good to me.” Lucas hugged her back and said softly, “I owe you this much.” He allowed her hands to slowly slide beneath his clothes. Rather than recoil, he reciprocated her actions I turned to look the other way.