Novel & Cerita Does Derek Cheat On Meredith

Now seemed like a bad time to tell him that. "What? You heard us break up," I said meekly. Somehow I found the courage to answer him, hurt coiling in my chest at the notion of Derek thinking I cheated on my husband. Not my husband. Sham marriage. I tried to remind myself, but it wasn't working. Remorse flooded me. Of course he didn't want to fuck me with Jason, his fucking child. What the fuck was I thinking? This fucking place was going to my head. "That's not a no, is it, angel? Did you get your married pussy fucked? Did my son touch my cunt after I married it, Pearl?" Derek barked at me, slapping his fingers down on my raw clit and pinching it.

my mother demanded. “I'd like to know too," Dad spoke as he wiped his mouth with the napkin. I pleaded with Dani with my eyes to let it go, but she didn't. “That scumbag," Dani pointed at Derick. “He cheated on Dionnah only a few weeks after he started college." Mom and Dad gasped, but the rest of the table was quiet with Derick's head lowered and his eyes on his plate out of shame. “Then he had the balls to dump her over the phone."

This one was a little sharper and more demanding, and the way my head throbbed in response left me with no other choice than to go to open it. Derrick was standing there, looking like someone who had killed someone else’s dog. From the smell of his cologne and his cleanly shaven beards, I could tell that he’d just finished having his bath. His face was pulled together in remorse and he tried holding my hand as he opened his mouth to speak. “I’m sorry about last night.” I withdrew my hands before his own made contact with them. Then I went straight for the jugular. “You’re cheating on me, aren’t you? As payback for me and Jared.”

Also, I decided to rent a room elsewhere and stay there instead. I started gathering my belongings. Derek was always busy with work. There were often days when he would be away from home. There were not that many things in the house that linked us together. The ones that actually did were the nine pairs of earrings stored inside my jewelry box. I finally realized what these nine pairs of earrings signify. Derek would give me a pair of earrings each time he cheated on me. The nine pairs of earrings indicated that it was already the ninth year Derek had been doing this.

I looked at her terrible acting and couldn't even be bothered to react. But Derick's face darkened. He shoved me to the ground and snapped, "I knew it! All that generosity was fake. You can sleep with someone else, but I can't?" "Generous? Watching my fiancé sleep with someone else means I'm generous?" I looked straight at them. "Don't push it!" "I'm pushing it?" he shot back. "At least Teresa's clean! What about you? Spreading your legs for some random guy? That's one thing, but who knows what else you picked up?"

Derek could guess what game she was playing, after all, he was popular with the ladies, this could be a way to ease the tension in him, a leverage to show that he could still continue his way of life despite being married, his marriage wasn't a love match anyway, he could take Nicole or whatever her name was, right here and now and forget about curly hair wife at home, all he needed to do is keep it under wraps and not allow it affect his business, he stared at her and perhaps had guess what he was thinking because she suddenly smiled seductively, bringing her lips closer and finally touching his with hers, Derek allowed the kiss, he would prove to himself as he could still have any lady he

he hisses, his chest heaving, fury rolling off him. “YOU CHEATED!” he shouts, wrenching my arm so hard I nearly go flying. The plate and mug crash to the floor, shattering into pieces; pancakes scatter and coffee splashes across the tiles. “What is going on here?” The voice booms with authority, and Derek releases his grip. Harvey strides into the kitchen in nothing but basketball shorts. His skin sheened with sweat. Georgina peeks over his shoulder, wearing only a short silk robe. “Nothing, brother,” Derek spits. “Just admiring my saint of a fiancée. For five years, I got the sweet promises to seal the bond. Five years, she kept herself untouched — and then she hands her virginity to you in

Maybe you should've shown restraint and saved her some face, even if she was acting a little too close to her assistant in front of all the media outlets. "Uncle Tristan," I cut him off. "Valerie marched into my event with her assistant wearing my watch, and publicly cheated on me. What do you think I should've done?" There was a dead silence on the other end of the line before Tristan said, "That's not what I meant—" "In that case, what did you mean then?" I pressed. "Should I have swallowed my pride and waited for them to drag me through the mud, then begged them to show me mercy?"

"Have you ever considered the fact that maybe Rider still loves you, and that’s why he wants you back by all means necessary?" I let out a harsh, bitter laugh. "Love? Rider never loved me. His heart has always been with Serena. They’re secretly engaged now. He doesn't want a wife, Darius. He wants me as his side chick, his little secret to keep him entertained while he plays house with her. He’s sick." Darius didn't utter another word. He just stared at the wall, his face a mask of stone. Soon, a waiter arrived, laying down a platter of perfectly seared steak and a fresh bottle of wine. Darius gestured to the plate. "Eat. You’re looking thin, Zara. You need the strength."

No matter how crazy work got, our place stayed spotless. From day one, Derrick gave me everything without holding back. And I leaned on him and loved him hard, without needing a reason. Now? He cheated.