Romans & histoires Does Derek Cheat On Meredith

“Speaking of relationships, how are things with you? Still with Derek?” Alexa’s smile falters. Yeah, I got you, bitch! “Derek and I broke up.” She replies, looking around the room like she’s no longer interested in our discussion, but who cares? I seize the opportunity, my lips curling into a vindictive smile. “You finally broke up with your parasitic boyfriend? Oh, that is so bad. I heard he was cheating on you with at least three other she-wolves from his social media, and when you found out, you attacked one of the girls, and she gave you the beating of your life.”

But definitely clear enough to notice the swirl of tattoos that snaked up his forearm. “Things going alright…intimately with Lisa?” I blurted out. That was Derek's own problem. His wife hardly let him touch her whenever they were together. We suspected she was cheating on him. But I felt she was a fool. Like who would cheat on this sultry looking hunk? Not me though. I was certainly sure that I could get an orgasm from just seeing him naked and hard, staring down at me with lust. Oh shit. I didn't even know why I was talking.

“If Aurora ended things, I believe you would seem more devastated. The fact that you don't mean that she didn't end things, but then again, you would not be here if something was not wrong “ Derek said, his gaze trained on me. I groaned. There was no hiding anything from his very perceptive eyes. “She went to see Jackson, and I lost it, man. I followed her, and I almost confronted her, but at the last moment, I realized she was ending things with him and not what I thought. I thought she was cheating on me and I was so mad. I had come to reconcile with the fact that my mate had given her heart to another but I thought that at least, I would be able to win herm I thought the bond would be str

Eight months he’s been cheating and gambling and lying, and now I’m supposed to – “I can’t do this.” The words come out before I can stop them. I’m backing toward the hallway, toward the bedroom, toward anywhere that isn’t here. “I changed my mind. I can’t – I won’t – you can’t make me – ” Vincent doesn’t move. Doesn’t chase me. Just smiles. “Derek. Tell your wife what happens if she walks out that door.” Derek’s face is gray. He won’t look at me. “Tell her.”

I jumped out of my skin when I saw Derick in my room, his eyes red with sadness. I just prayed he hadn’t read my thoughts, as I didn’t know how long I stood near my door, thinking of all that had happened between me and my Johnnie. “You cheated on me Marylin, Derick said with tears in his eyes. Why? Was I not enough for you?”

she said to me with feigned sympathy. “You have held us back long enough, Marlowe. This is the best thing for the both of us.” Derek said, proceeding to place a kiss on her forehead. "I do not owe you an explanation." “An explanation?” I asked him with a loud voice. “You are the one who is cheating. You are the one who brought a woman into our home and called her your sister.” “And now I decided to come clean and make it right.” He was completely unfazed as he spoke. “So just sign the damn papers and let's move on. It is not like you were happy here with me anyway.”

Even my fans became her fans. She stole it all. And I lost it. “No, no—hear me out. Derek is not what you think he is. He’s a manipulator, abuser, and very morally wrong. He violated me, ruined every pride I had left as a woman…don’t let him do that to you. Don’t—“ She kept rambling on and on and fucking on like a chatterbox. “You—“

“Why not? You know I don’t deal lightly with betrayers.” “That’s the point,” Alex said. “What point?” “You were in love with her.” I closed my eyes. Love. Again. “And that’s not all,” Alex pressed. “She did more?” I asked, voice low, tense. “Mmm,” he muttered. I laughed, bitter, dry. How did I even fall for her? “What did she do?” I demanded. “She… uh… cheated on you with Derek.” I froze. My chest tightened, lungs burning. Cheated?....With Derek? The world narrowed, all sound fading except the drum of my own heartbeat.

Derek hesitated before answering: "Viv drank too much celebrating for me tonight. She'll feel awful tomorrow, and I need to take care of her. I won't make it to the mating ceremony. Let's just forget about it." My heart turned cold, but I nodded gently. "Okay." After a pause, I pulled out the mate bond dissolution papers from my bag and handed them to Derek. "Sign these documents, please." Perhaps out of guilt, Derek took the pen without even looking at the papers and signed them. Then he looked at me, his voice soft as he promised: "I'll bring home your favorite venison tomorrow." With that, he drove away. ... When Derek returned home, it was already noon the next day.

Derek’s voice came through low, steady, threaded with static. “You see it?” Derek asked. “I see it,” Chris said quietly. “He’s pushing through Meridian East first.” “That’s not the real exit,” Derek replied. “It’s a decoy. He always does that.” Chris smiled faintly. “Still hiding behind habits.” “Still thinking no one’s watching.” Chris leaned forward, fingers hovering over the keyboard. “Talk me through it.” On the other end, Derek exhaled. Chris could picture him—sleeves rolled up, glasses off, eyes sharp with that familiar mix of frustration and loyalty.