Novel & Cerita Did Christian Grey Cheat On Ana

And then another dread immediately hit one of my spines when I realized something, so that means that if the person I met in the morning was his brother I had actually slept with him and the children that I had were with Grey's twin brother and not him. Tears began to bubble up under my eyelids and then he reached forward and helped me by my shoulder pulling me up to look up at him. "Calista, what is wrong?" she asked me and then I looked up at him with tears surrounding my eyes. "I'm so sorry Grey, I cheated on you with your brother. I thought that it was you that I went to the hotel room with and I slept with him…"

“That brat is playing a long game, trying to destroy his brother from the shadows. I hear things,sister. There in Russia. You know how our people are. Nothing stays truly hidden.” “Destroy... Hades? Why?” Claudine whispered, horrified. She knew Grey hated Hades, but this? Christian sighed. “He blames Hades for Father. He thinks Hades killed old man Gonzales, you know. It’s a deep wound. He’s been working with others, making moves in the background. My network in Russia, from our mother’s side, picked up the whispers. They see everything.” Claudine felt a chill. The sheer scale of Grey’s vengeful plotting was terrifying. She looked towards Hades, then back at Christian. “Hades knows nothing a

"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?"

“When you had your wedding, it was the talk of the town, and I was the proudest mum. I believed he was sincere and that he had feelings for you. Who knew it was all a lie? He made everything so elaborate to make the world view your union as love, while it was hate and rotten from the inside. How could he do this to my daughter? I can’t stand it. I’m going to talk with Richard.” “Mum, there’s nothing to talk about anymore. I’m just…exhausted. Could you help me with my phone, please?” She reluctantly passed it over, but then the next message I saw made me sit up straight. Sage’s fury boiled over. She dialed Vivian’s number, her voice shaking with rage when Vivian answered. It was from an anony

"If she loved you, she wouldn't have made you suffer like this. Evan, I'm the one who loves you. No matter what you've done, I've always loved you." As the words left her mouth, Camelia turned and slapped Cindy hard across the face. "Even if you want to keep this bitch as your mistress… I'll accept it." Cindy fell to the floor, clutching Emmeline as she cowered in fear, afraid to meet the crowd's gazes that seemed ready to tear her apart. The room erupted in murmurs. "Goodness! So that video from yesterday was real!" "Mr. Gray really did betray Mrs. Gray. He cheated on her!"

Christian said, “she worked as Richard’s personal assistant for nearly nine years.” “Nine years?” Jaxon frowned. “She was around for almost everything.” Christian nodded. Damian’s expression hardened. “And what about the affair?” “That checks out too.” Christian responded. The silence afterward felt heavy. “There are hotel records,” Christian explained carefully. “Private payments. Gifts. Properties under shell companies connected to Samantha.” Damian looked away briefly, clenching his jaw tightly. The disgust sat heavily inside him. His father had cheated on his mother repeatedly. Manipulated people. Destroyed lives.

Juliana insists, “and he’ll see that. He probably just needs some time to calm down.” “I hope you’re right.” I look out the windows, and I can see Nash, just a tiny miniature speck out in the distance. He must be taking a long walk. “What did she say?” Greyson asks through a mouthful of bacon. “Uhh, she told me that Nash cheated on her, and that he was in on the plot against Amanda.” Greyson snorts with laughter. “Nash? A cheater? That boy was head over heels for her.”

Gary looked at me sheepishly and explained, "Anthea, I fell for her trick. She drugged me." I looked at him without any emotion and said, "This has nothing to do with me. I just don't want the two of you disturbing my life. Please stay away from me." The light in Gary's gaze dimmed. He knew that no matter how he explained, he wouldn't be able to shrug off any responsibility. "Anthea, give me time. I'll handle this." I secretly sneered. Handle? Even if he made Sasha get an abortion, did he think it would change the fact that he cheated on me?

Grey was standing by the window of his study room, a worried look etched on his face as he thought of Maya. His conscience judged him that he had cheated on her. Hell, he thought as he gulped down a large amount of the whiskey in the glass that he was holding. Was it really cheating? He wondered. She had willingly left him for another man. A total stranger for that matter.

Then winked. My skin crawled. Get a grip, Claire. This marriage isn’t even real. There’s no love. No future. It’s a front. A prison in designer wrapping. So why did I still feel like I was cheating? The silence was finally broken by Grey’s father clearing his throat. “So, Grey,” he began, voice deep and calculated, “how are you getting along with your wife?” My pulse spiked. I held my breath, convinced he’d rat me out. That he’d say something about Felix.