Divorced My Cheating Husband Novel Novels & Stories

THIS IS CHAPTER TWO Then he popped the question, I said yes and we got married after just three months of dating. I didn't care that he was a decade older than me, I was in love. Then two years after our wedding, that's when it started, things went south. He stopped picking me from school, he stopped sleeping on the same bed with me, he even stopped speaking to me. I tried my best to know what was wrong but he shut me out. And that was when I discovered that he was cheating on me with my best friend and when I confronted him, he beat me up, she didn't care of course. I stayed in the marriage because I had no where else to go to, of course he tried to chase me out but I refused , not because

I said, trying to stay strong, this topic always reminds me how much Jace hurt me and I don't need that now, "Sit, let me tell you a story I have not told anyone apart from my husband" she said, tapping on the chair beside Alex's hospital bed, I stared at her a little before walking over to where the seat was and sat down, "You know I wasn't always married to my current husband from the start, I was married to someone else before him" she started drawing my attention already, "Really, what happened?" I asked, shocked at this information, "He divorced me after I caught him cheating on me with his secretary" she said, a small sad smile on her face,

“And the woman my husband cheated on me with.” Arden paused mid-page, then slowly lowered the menu. His eyes lifted to hers. “Ah,” he said finally. “That explains the dramatic flinching.” “It’s not flinching,” she hissed. “It’s… strategic invisibility.” He leaned back against the booth. “So, you were married.” “Past tense,” she said. “Very past. He cheated, we divorced, she's marrying him, and now they’re… thriving. The end.” He arched a brow. “You’re telling that story like it’s over.”

Chapter 4 Stranger From Last Night. Lyla Atelo. The last twenty four hours lay heavily on me. I was emotionally drained of everything. I had cheated on my husband. I didn't even wait to hear his explanations before doing something so stupid. A steaming cup of coffee was pushed in front of me, and I lifted my gaze to stare at my husband. Did he even consider me as his wife? Were we going to get divorced? What would my good-for-nothing family say if that happened?

Yet, half a month ago, I accidentally discovered an encrypted burner phone hidden in a secret compartment of his armored SUV. Inside were dozens of explicit photos and countless graphic, flirtatious texts. The other person was his hot chief secretary, Chloe. The fairy tale was shattered by reality. I put the phone back exactly as I found it. That very day, I had my lawyer draft the divorce papers and signed my name, stroke by stroke. My personality is just like my marksmanship: I mean what I say, one shot, one kill. I will never look back. Vincent handed me a slice of my favorite Black Forest cake.

I called again, with a serious tone. I guessed he detected the tone of seriousness and he looked at me. "Yes?" "What about your wife?" I finally asked. He smiled but I saw hurt beneath the smile. I wondered what happened between them. "I divorced her already", he answered and sat upright, resting his head on the headboard. "What?" I was surprised. I pulled the duvet to my naked body to cover my bosom as I sat upright too. "What happened?" He sighed. "She cheated on me."

He was the heart throb of the school, wealthy, handsome…name it, he ticked all the boxes. And for some crazy reason, he wanted me. Boy, he did spoil me silly. Five years in school, he married me immediately I graduated, fought with his parents for me. Only to throw it all away five years later. Micah gives me a small smile. “You loved him.” “I still do,” I confess. “He’s all I’ve ever known, Micah. The only man I’ve ever been with, the only man I’ve ever loved.” “I can’t imagine how you must be taking this divorce.”

I want a divorce the words rang in my head as my legs weakened. Ignoring the raging pain in my heart and the burning throat I pulled myself up as my eyes met that of my husband. I cleaned my tears with my right hands as I looked at him. “I went to jail for you” I let out slowly. I loved you, I did all I could so that our little family wouldn’t break I took all the blame Ethan. I didn’t care what anyone said of me,I didn’t care what the media said when my name was being dragged to filth. I didn't care about any of that.

Chapter 2 Two weeks ago The past two weeks have been the happiest days of my life. Waking up each day to behold my handsome husband sleeping next to me on the bed while having his arm around my waist has been the best feeling so far. If only every woman out there is lucky to have a replica of Alex as their husband, then no one would suffer the pain some women do suffer in marriage. Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world.

After divorcing my unfaithful husband, Yale Gibson, I end up completely miserable. So when we remarry, I become the perfect wife he always wanted. When rumors swirl about him and Willow Leeds, I step forward to clear his name. When Willow falsely accuses me, he turns a blind eye while I immediately take the blame and apologize. Even when I'm set up and brought to the police station, I refuse to call him to bail me out. I simply tell the officers I have no family, letting them lock me up for an entire week. Seven days later, the heavy gates of the police station clang open at dusk. A sleek black Cullinan screeches to a halt right in front of me. Yale strides over, his brow furrowed sligh