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Christine inhaled, steadying herself. “It started with Brian,” she said. “The cheating. The sabotage. All of it.” Katy’s eyes widened. Angela straightened. “And then Adrian.” Christine’s voice cracked slightly. “Everything we were trying to build together. It all fell apart.” She didn’t go into every detail. Just enough for them to understand. Enough to release some of the pressure inside her chest. She told them about the breakup. Her doubts. Her anger. Her confusion. And all the rumors.

“No, Mrs. Kennedy, he’s lying! He…he…he cheated on me! He asked me to be his girlfriend and then he cheated on me!” That made me charge at her again. But before I could get my hands on her, Cristie darted out and slapped Annalise across her sniveling face. The mighty crack rang through the room, followed by Annalise’s cry. “Looking at you disgusts me, you liar,” Cristie snarled, fists clenched. “How dare you try to twist the facts, especially after what you did to Adam!” “The two of you need to tell me everything right this second,” My mother commanded, crossing her arms. This time, she didn’t jump into Annalise’s defense.

He said and dragged Mishka out of the club, and as soon as they reached their room, Mishka held Christian’s collar. “You are a cheater. Why did you propose to me? Why did you lie you love me and you want to give a chance to this marriage when clearly your intention was to cheat me?” Mishka screamed and Christian flared in anger, his eyes turned into a darker shade of brown and he slammed Mishka’s back against the glass door of the balcony.

"You're lying. We were friends. Just friends!" Victoria stepped closer to Dante, her voice soft and poisonous. "She's quite the actress, isn't she? Look how shocked she looks." "Elena," Antonio shook his head sadly. "Why are you doing this? We both know what happened between us." "Nothing happened!" Elena screamed. "Tell them the truth!" "I am telling the truth," Antonio said calmly. "We slept together dozens of times. You said you loved me. You begged me to run away with you." Elena's hands shook with rage. "Stop lying!"

she said without stuttering. He felt so proud. Although at first, he was a little disappointed that he thought she was having doubts about revealing their marriage to them. But upon hearing her saying that, he knew and was certain that she was so sure about her decision that there was no turning back anymore. “Did you cheat on me?” Anthon had the audacity to ask. Gabriel clicked his tongue. He did not know where he was taking that misplaced confidence in his body. “You’re the one who cheated on me. Don’t throw that accusation on me, Anthon,” Sabrina retaliated.

Maybe you should've shown restraint and saved her some face, even if she was acting a little too close to her assistant in front of all the media outlets. "Uncle Tristan," I cut him off. "Valerie marched into my event with her assistant wearing my watch, and publicly cheated on me. What do you think I should've done?" There was a dead silence on the other end of the line before Tristan said, "That's not what I meant—" "In that case, what did you mean then?" I pressed. "Should I have swallowed my pride and waited for them to drag me through the mud, then begged them to show me mercy?"

Back then, Antonio had showered me with endless promises to love and cherish me forever, but I caught him cheating just a month after our wedding. When he noticed I had seen everything, he looked at me with cold indifference and said, "Stop making a scene, Natalina. Our Famiglie have signed an alliance, so even if I cheat on you, you can't divorce me. You're locked with me for the rest of your life."

"Your honor, Mrs. Contreras is trying to get a divorce based on her allegations that my client cheated on her. But I would like to point out that she herself has a history of infidelity. She cheated on my client with not one, but multiple men during the course of their marriage. And yet, my client has always stood by her and tried to make things work. He has never once strayed from their vows. We ask that the court denies Mrs. Contreras' request for a divorce and instead, orders couples counseling to try and work on their issues." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. How could Damon stand there and paint me as the guilty party when he was the one who kissed another woman right in front of

Mark spat at me contemptuously before marching off with the woman, his arm wrapped around her waist. "Bah!" I spat blood and slowly picked myself up, the pain coursing through me. Right now, I wasn't focused on getting revenge on Mark and Kevin. My mind was consumed with two questions: Where was Donna? Had she cheated on me? After overhearing Mark and Kevin's conversation in the locker room, I was already convinced of Donna's infidelity. Her breathless voice on the phone only added to my suspicions. But the evidence was right in front of me—Mark and Kevin were with a woman who wasn't Donna!

" Sounds like your wife isn't pleasing you these days. Looks like being a snitch is better for you. You think you can crawl into my wife's panties by telling her what I am doing?, Mark said sarcastically. " You know I am faithful to my wife. I am doing this for you. For the company",Charlie replied. " Let me correct you. You were faithful. And that was before five weeks ago", Mark said reminding Charlie of his encounter with Jessica. Charlie hadn't forgotten. He just didn't want to dwell on it. It was a once of thing he could tick off his bucket list. " You know very well you called me there", Charlie said, trying to shift the blame on him.