Divorced My Cheating Husband Novel Novels & Stories

Thinking she'd calmed me down, Lilith tore up the divorce agreement and went back to her room. Maisy shot me a glare, slammed the door, and left. Fireworks lit up the sky. The New Year had arrived. But I felt no joy. I felt like I was soaked in ice water, the pain numbing me. I called my lawyer friend, Reuben Webb. A brief conversation was all it took to end it all. "I want a divorce. Yes, she cheated. Before and after our marriage." After I hung up, Lilith was still in the bathroom, applying skincare in front of the mirror.

Running a test was just to be a hundred percent sure he was clean or not but deep down, he knew he was infected. " You don't need to pretend to worry about me; Gabriel is perfectly virus-free." She hoped. Gavin's brows furrowed at her, " So you've slept with him before?" He sounded so pure she wanted to believe actually cared about her. " No, Gavin if you desperately want to know. I haven't." She thundered. Gavin sighed inwardly. She hadn't cheated despite what he had done to her? He felt like a fool for all he'd done. For believing someone else over his wife.

Aysel snapped like an angry bird, but right now, she wasn't supposed to be the one to be angry when I was the one being cheated on here. “Stop talking, woman," I retorted in a rather calm tone, but it was enough to make Aysel know that I wasn't in a good mood right now. Aysel set her lips into a thin line as she rested her hand on her hips in akimbo. No matter how many times I think about it, it's hard for me to accept the fact that Emily cheated on me with another man. Though I knew she had mixed feelings about me and Aysel, which I didn't try to clear up, everything changed the night she told me she wanted a divorce.

I see he ain't giving up,I might use a company. “Yes.” “Do you want to talk about it?” He asks and I fail to stop myself from sobbing. I hate Diego right now, “did something happen?" My husband,sorry ex-husband, cheated on me with my step sister and they framed me of doing the same while I was on vacation. He did this so he could divorce me.” I blurred out in-between tears barely audible. “I hate him and I want to hurt him too." I added. “Then do just that, should we break his legs?” He asks.

Would I ever find happiness again, or was this the end of the road for me? I stood in front of the judge, my hands shaking as I listened to the lawyer representing Damon speak. "Your honor, Mrs. Contreras is trying to get a divorce based on her allegations that my client cheated on her. But I would like to point out that she herself has a history of infidelity. She cheated on my client with not one, but multiple men during the course of their marriage. And yet, my client has always stood by her and tried to make things work. He has never once strayed from their vows. We ask that the court denies Mrs. Contreras' request for a divorce and instead, orders couples counseling to try and work on t

A broken marriage. A cheating father. A home poisoned by lies. I couldn't do that to my baby. And I couldn't do it to myself either. By the time sunlight filled the room completely, I had made my decision. I was going to divorce my husband. Get the abortion. And leave his life forever. I was done being the only one fighting for a marriage that died long ago.

“You and Monique got married five years ago and just got divorced. She couldn't accept it. She couldn't accept the fact that you finally chose Elise because the two of you have a child together, so she pushed you into the road, and you were hit by a car. Don't you remember any of that?” “Bullshit.” I turned to leave. “You divorced her because she was also cheating on you for years,” she continued, her voice steady even though I could hear the desperation in it. “Every time you went on business trips, she was seeing another man. Don’t you remember that?” I froze.

Derek's accent was completely different from theirs. Before, I hadn't paid attention, hadn't asked questions. I'd even made up excuses for them in my own head. Now every one of those details was a thorn in my chest. After breakfast, I went to the kitchen to do the dishes. I turned on the faucet, then tiptoed to their bedroom door. It was slightly ajar. Low voices drifted out. "...Why is she suddenly bringing up marriage?" "Who knows. Maybe Mr. Derek promised her." "Poor girl. If he actually married her, she could live a comfortable life."

Married. I wake once. In the darkness. Lucien beside me. Breathing steady. Wedding band catching moonlight. My husband. Actually my husband. I still can't quite believe it. Six months ago I found a burner phone. Discovered my husband was cheating. Filed for divorce. Six months ago I thought my life was ending. Instead, it was beginning. I survived stalking. A trial. Attempted murder. Built a career. Designed a shelter. Found real love. And now I'm here. In bed with my husband. In our home. Starting forever.

I clenched and unclenched my fingers with my hand on my thigh as I stared down at my food, unable to hold my head up to look at my dad. Shame surged through me when I realised that I was the only one who wasted three years of my life all in the name of loving a worthless man without nothing to show for it in the end. My heart wrenched painfully, knowing that my dad could be feeling disappointed but could not even show it because he didn't want to hurt me. This dinner was supposed to be enjoyable, but it was like a nightmare to me. A nightmare I wanted nothing more than to end already. I prayed silently that Stiles wouldn't end up asking me how I had been over the years, because how could I t