Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married His Boss Novels & Stories

When my husband from the arranged marriage lost his memory, I couldn't resist messing with him. “Adrian. Say 'Boss.'“ The man in the hospital bed hugged his pillow and looked up at me like a good little boy. “Boss.” I nodded, satisfied. Perfect. A whole year of marriage, and he never once called me his wife. One car crash, and he'd been demoted to calling me Boss. Adrian and I had an arranged marriage. I did it for my family's dying factory. After the wedding he was colder than the fridge. We slept in separate rooms. He wouldn't eat my cooking and wouldn't take my calls. He even saved my number in his phone as “the Bell girl.” I lived in the Crane house more carefully than the hired

"Did you really drive down here in your pajamas or is that a new item of the clothing brand your modeling for?" "Don't be silly, Diane, it's my pajamas," Abigail said with a sigh and collapsed on her couch. "You look stressed out, babe, what's the problem?" Diane asked and joined her on the couch. "It's my husband," Abigail sighed. "I knew marriage was total bullshit after my third divorce. Listen, girl, if your husband messes up, you serve him the papers. Problem solved," Diane snapped her fingers. "But I'm in love with him, Diane, divorce is out of the option," Abigail whined.

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 saw his crying intensify, and he clung to me even more. "It’s not too late, love, we can still be so happy," he assured me, his eyes lost in despair. "What we had was beautiful, and I’ll always cherish the wonderful memories of us, but I’m married now," I explained, as if to a child, hoping he would understand. He let out a sarcastic laugh and stared at me. "And apparently, you’re not happy since you cheated on your husband," he mocked, and I lowered my head, feeling guilty.

One day she left as usual and when I traced her to where she was going, it turned out she was cheating on me with my rich boss who I work for, my boss back then was a rich man who owned a company, I was just a cleaner in his company, my boss doesn't like paying me after I worked for him, he would rather pay half of my money and tell me to return the next day and sometimes he won't even pay me at all. Dominic’s mother came back that day and I confronted her about how I saw her cheating on me with my boss, that was the day she angrily told me she was fed up with the marriage, she pulled out our wedding ring and threw it to my face, I begged and pleaded for her to stay but she never listened to

Upon realizing that now, she felt wounded and couldn't have imagined it, because Anne pretended she was only working for Teddy alone. If Charlotte had been aware, she would have used that as an excuse to have Teddy divorced. The pack's court handles matters involving separation and also ensures that one's former mate doesn't have any hold on them, allowing separations to go peacefully. Some stubborn male wolves would want to take revenge on their exes' new mates, causing chaos in their pack. Not only that, cheating on your mate was a punishable offense in the Norfield pack.

Vanessa scoffs. "I cheated on him with his boss." I lie. "Then I proceeded to break up with him on his birthday infront of all his friends. Imagine finding out your girlfriend has been cheating and then getting dumped on your birthday? And I didn't stop there. I went on to marry his boss." "So, you're bragging about cheating?" "Yeah." I nod. "I cheated on a cheater. And then I married his boss. And now I'm living in a fairytale with the man of my dreams. I think that's something to brag about, don't you think?"

It was bad enough that I had cheated on my husband with him during the trip, even though the sex was amazing, I couldn't stand the thought, especially now that I was coming back home to meet him. Trashy, scheming whore. That's what I am. My husband didn't deserve this. We had had a huge fight and we weren't on good terms when I left, but that did not give me the right to jump into my boss's bed at the snap of his fingers. I had literally been begging for it throughout the trip, panting after him like a dirty desperate hoe... As if I wasn't married. As if I didn't have a husband waiting for me at home.

She nodded in agreement to that when she thought about how she had felt when she realized for the first time that her husband was not who he said he was. "He is behind bars. I mean, my former boss's brother." She started and looked like she had just remembered something."Oh, and my former boss is the man I've been married to. Did I mention this?" She stopped for Kara's reaction but didn't give her enough time to construct a word before she continued prattling. "We have rekindled the sparks I didn't know existed between us. And we are dissolving our contract marriage to have a real one." Kara listened until she finished her ramble and noted something down. "Okay."

The doubt flickered painfully in my chest, but I refused to let Nonso see it. “Don’t ever speak to me again,” I said firmly, turning to leave but his next words stopped me cold. “So why does your family still think you’re married to me? They have no idea you married another man. They have no idea you betrayed me and married my boss!” he yelled with accusation. I rolled my eyes, irritation flaring. “It is none of your business. Mind your own business.” I continued walking away, but he lunged toward me. “Jeneta!”