Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married His Boss Novels & Stories

And that was when it hit me. I had just forcefully proposed to my ex-boyfriend’s boss. The man whom Ethan said practically owned half the city. The CEO of the very company Ethan worked for. Kill. Me. Now. Ethan’s face paled. "Sir, I—" "Is there a problem, Ethan?" the man—my unintentional fiancé—asked, his voice deceptively calm. Ethan swallowed hard. "No, sir. I just… Lena, can we talk?" I folded my arms. "Oh? Now you want to talk?"

I watched from a corner of the hallway, keeping my distance. It didn't take time before she turned around and walked briskly toward where she had come from. I see the filthy man call out to her “Melissa” I never liked Steve, to start with. If not that senior partners are voted in by the board, he sure as hell won't have a place in my own company. But cheating on his wife is low, even for him. Having an affair with your secretary, how unprofessional. And that weird-looking secretary of his. I always knew she was a cunt.

He fires. I bolt up, “My husband, you, I am not hooking up with anyone; he legally belongs to me, and I didn’t go cheating around while having a faithful partner.” He hissed, “Oh please, Riley, let’s be realistic; you never loved me. It was always what I had, and since you got your pussy around my boss’s dick, you couldn’t resist, especially because he is the country’s top billionaire. It was always for the money. If you had any ounce of respect and love for me, you would never be with another man—“

I got home and sank onto the living room couch, still too wired to settle down. Mom and Dad read it on my face and came over, worried. I took a deep breath and told them, "Mom, Dad, I'm married." The room went dead quiet. Mom's eyes went wide, like she couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What did you just say? Sylvie, you got married? You just got divorced!" "It's part of my revenge plan. It's just a deal. If it doesn't work, we can end the marriage anytime," I said, then explained the whole thing.

“Did I seriously just get kicked out of my own house? My husband cheats on me, hands me divorce papers like it’s nothing, and now he’s asking me to leave?” **** “What?! He divorced you after you caught him cheating? That bastard!” Ivy pulled her phone slightly away from her ear—the voice on the other end was practically screaming. She sat in the backseat of a taxi, not even sure where she was headed. All she’d told the driver was to take her to the city center. Maybe it was the puffiness of her tear-streaked face that made him nod silently and start driving. “Can you not yell? My ears are ringing,” Ivy mumbled, wiping at the corners of her eyes.

"Broke, unemployed, and humiliated by my ex-wife. At least this way, there's a chance I can get my company back." I looked at the man I had married just three weeks ago, and I barely recognized him. The confident, successful businessman I had fallen in love with had been replaced by someone who was planning to sabotage his own workplace out of desperation. "This isn't what I signed up for," I said quietly. "What do you mean?" Bernard asked.

She turned her phone over but saw no text, and her heart sank even deeper. ‘I guess I have to fight this on my own!’ she thought as Brandon stood. “I propose the dismissal of Amara Lysandra Ashford, her position as Vice CEO is very important, but she doesn't seem to know that. She divorced me with an accusation of infidelity, but you all know I only did that for the sake of the company. I've been faithful to her for ten years, and we needed an heir by blood and not adoption. But it seems she had been having an affair behind my back and was trying to get free from the marriage so she could move on with her lover. I don't mind even though I was left heartbroken, but look at the hit the company

It was all part of the plan. With my husband dead, I returned to my old city and sought out Jared. It wasn’t a very hard thing to do because he’d made a name for himself and become a billionaire. It was all good for me—like icing on the cake. I was more than sure that the bond we’d once shared was stronger than any new attachment he could form. When I heard he was married I brushed it off as nothing, like it was a complete joke. All it took was for me to show up and Jared became entranced by my charm instantly leading to an inevitable divorce with his wife. But the story didn’t quite go as planned.

“My husband… he’s here with a mistress. Please… please help me. I can’t lose everything.” Her face shifts instantly disgust, then pity. “All men are the same,” she mutters. “I just divorced my husband of six years because he cheated.” She hesitates, looks around nervously fumbling on her system before she slides a key card slowly across the desk. “This could cost me my job,” she says softly. “But I don’t want you to lose your family.” Guilt punches me in the chest. I thank her, slip my shades back on, and grip the card tightly.

After everything I have done for my husband, my cheating husband. He divorced and left me brutally for his pretty ex-girlfriend. This isn't the life I want for myself, I want to love and beloved. He lost me, yes, he lost me to everything good. Infidelity is a barrier to any marriage, and I'm not going to stay tamed, trying to cover my pains when I have a life worth living. I have signed the divorce papers and left with nothing, but one thing is sure…