Did Evan Cheat On Jackie Novels & Stories

David Wilson was dressed in his expensive clothes and was having a heart-to-heart talk with a woman at the bar. They were laughing, holding hands, and talking like a fucking couple. Is he not supposed to be with Erika? Was he cheating on her like a goddamn idiot?! My jaw tightened in anger and I punched him out of his chair. He fell to the ground and held his nose in his hand. Blood was dripping all over the place.

" Of course that's not it. I am also hurt that you would...sleep with someone else. If I couldn't satisfy you then you should have told me, I could have tried " Kira laughed, she laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. Evan just watched her with a frown on his face, clearly not understanding how hypocritical he had sounded just now. Since when had he ever satisfied her? He barely even kissed her at all, he always made up one excuse or the other. And now he was trying to sound like the victim, he wanted to guilt trip her into thinking that she was the one in the wrong here. Sure, she wasn't proud of what she had done, but she had no regrets either. She would have never thought of cheating, eve

“At least… as okay as someone can be, I guess.” We settle onto two empty stools. She exhales softly. “Losing JJ was really hard. I get it.” “Yeah. But what about you?” My gaze travels deliberately from head to toe. “You look a little… available.” She reaches for the tequila she’d already ordered before I arrived. “That’s because I am.” “What?” I blink. “What happened to Evan?” “He dumped me.” She tips the glass back and downs the entire thing in one swallow. Well… I can’t exactly say I’m devastated. If anything, I’m relieved. But she doesn’t know anything.

This is about to be hilarious. So I stay quiet. We step into the living room. Cassain is standing near the couch with his arms wrapped around Evelessa. She’s laughing softly, leaning against his chest while he kisses the top of her head. Jack’s eyes widen like he just witnessed a crime. “Oh my God.” I sigh internally. Here we go. He leans toward me and whispers loudly. “Your mom is going to murder him.” I blink. “…why.” He gestures dramatically. “Because he’s cheating on her!”

“I… I don’t know who else to talk to.” Instant interest. “What’s wrong?” I swallow, letting the silence stretch. “It’s about Evan Hart.” A pause. A sharp inhale. She’s hooked. “What about him?” I let my voice crack. “He cheated.” She gasps. “With who?” I close my eyes, savoring the moment. “Lena Merritt.” There’s a beat of stunned silence, then the rapid clicking of a keyboard. "Sabrina… are you sure?”

Ethan shut the door behind them and Jules put down her shoes and bag, settling herself on the bed to listen to what the fuck was the explanation for the shit Colton was saying in his room. She folded her arms. “I'm waiting." He glanced at her. “Won’t you take off your work clothes?” “No, Ethan, I'll do that later." She insisted. Ethan didn't press further and pocketed the phone in his hand, then sighed. “Evie's been cheating on Nolan."

Jacob sounded teary, and I sighed. "I am sorry. I never meant to cheat on you. You know I would never do that. I tried explaining, but you got me arrested and demanded a refund. Well, I am sure we are even now. You got your money, and that settles everything. I wish you the very best," I said, and Jacob sighed. "I am sorry, Eva. I should have listened to you. So you mean you don't know who the man you slept with was?" Jacob asked, but I couldn't admit the truth—that it was Ethan Owen.

“But I know better now. I know what we had was not love. I don't love you, Evan. In fact, I never did, and I hope you can just get out of my life now.” “Acting out won't change anything.” His voice cut through mine. “We have always belonged together. You and I… even your little tantrum won't change anything.” “You still think everything I do is about you.” “Because it is,” Evan replied. “You wouldn’t be doing any of this if I hadn’t…” “You cheated on me, Evan. You don’t get to turn the consequences of your own actions into a story about how much I still care about you.” “That was a mistake,” he snapped again. This time, his voice was much louder and meaner than he probably intended it to be.

On the day Evan Carter was supposed to meet my adoptive parents, his phone was turned off all day. As my future husband, he had confidently promised me the night before that he would win my parents over. Yet even after the server had refilled our glasses for the sixth time, I still couldn’t reach him. A few hours later, I came across a post from Evan’s assistant, Maya Collins. In the photos, Evan was sitting on her family’s couch with bags of expensive gifts around him, keeping her parents company. The caption read: “My family has been pressuring me to get married nonstop. Thank you to my amazing boss for stepping in and pretending to be my boyfriend so I could get through this!” Evan

"You had six years to choose me. You chose Mara in every room where it mattered. The precinct. The cab. Your bed. Your parents' house. Your company. Don't come here because you finally understand what I was worth. I was worth it before you got the bill." He looked wrecked. "What happens now?" "Now you answer the audit. You fix what you can. You live with what you can't." "And us?" "There is no us." Luca guided him away before security had to make it uglier. Evan went without a scene, which was the only decent gift he had given me in years. At the door, he looked back once. I did not. Nico waited until Evan was gone before speaking. "Are you all right?"