Esposa Infiel Novels & Stories

Mrs Rodrigo asked her daughter as they both settled on the couch. "Mom, I'm tired. I need to rest please," Emilia replied, trying to rest on the couch. "Emilia, that was clumsy of you.. You shouldn't have done that".. Mrs Rodrigo snapped "He slept with other women but no one called him to order. He slept and impregnated my best friend countless of times and I slept with his best friend too, so what was wrong In what i did?" She asked "It wasn't right, he is still your husband, you could have…"

This burned me as well. "Who the hell you are. To question me. Tell me who the hell are you." I deadpanned which indeed added fuel to fire. The veins of his jaw and neck started popping out clearly telling me how angry he is. But I don't care. "Your my --" I raised my eyebrows waiting for him to complete only to scoff in end. "I am your Ex-wife and we are divorced. You have no right to question me. I can dance. Talk or hug any other guy I want. Your no one to tell me what I should do."

It’s sad when a stereotype affects people who are far from the reality of that stereotype. Despite the fact that there is a presence of Evil in the world today, we can’t still deny the fact that there’s a whole lot of Good too. Infidelity might be the order of the day or norm of this present generation, but that doesn’t still change the fact that there are faithful and discipline Men and Woman out there who would stand their ground on a relationship and say ‘No’ to Cheating. Belinda was certainly among those good eggs, but we can’t say same for her husband ‘Ace’, because so many things weren’t adding up with the recent findings in their relationship. Belinda was still in the dark but not for

MARIELLA Jealousy. It was the first time I had felt it. Who knew it could be so . . . painful? Knowing someone had what was supposed to be mine was very disturbing. Yet I could do nothing about it. I hadn’t expected Eros to be a saint. Of course, he’d had relationships before. But I hadn’t expected them to continue even after marriage. Infidelity wasn’t uncommon in Mafiosos, but it was to me. My papa had been faithful to my mama, and so had my uncles to my aunts.

Revenge! Undoubtedly he was unable to swallow the fact that his ex-wife cheated on him, whereas Valeria was fed with the lie that Markus never wanted her as his official wife. They both were pulled apart under a conspiracy to overtake the business. Valeria believed that Markus was always interested in her adoptive cousin, who happened to be the daughter of his uncle.

"What?" "Yes, that’s right, Sophia. I know about your hook-ups when I'm not around," Elias continued, his tone filled with bitterness. "The 'lunch meetings' that run late. The 'girls' nights that end with you coming home smelling like some other man’s cologne. Did you really think I wouldn't find out? I have eyes everywhere. I may not be here all the time but I've never once been unfaithful to you.” "You've been having me followed?" she demanded, voice rising in disbelief and anger. "That's how low you've sunk? Spying on your own wife because you can't stand the idea that maybe, just maybe, I'm tired of playing the perfect Rivera trophy?"

Fernanda closed her office and took a seat. That woman who had been chosen to be in that center was a foreign. Her lips repeated her husband’s name. She couldn’t believe how tough marriage can be. That woman was guilty of killing her husband, but her eyes showed so much pain when she claimed she did not do that. Maybe the poor woman was really affected by the heaviness of her guilt. Three knocks on his office door made Elijah raise his glance and allow the entrance. “Hello, Mr. de la Fuente.” It was Elijah’s right hand with a yellow folder.

On the eve of my wedding, my friends threw a joint bachelor and bachelorette party for Natalie Cole and me at a bar. After a few rounds of drinks, someone suggested a game of Truth or Dare. The bottle landed on me first. My younger brother, Kayden Wilson, grinned. "I dare you to take off your pants. Let's see what you've got." The whole table immediately erupted in cheers. I glanced at Natalie, but she kept her head down and continued scrolling through her phone without a word. Hence, I took off my pants and stood there in nothing but my underwear. In the second round, the bottle landed on me again. My sister, Hannah Wilson, raised her glass and asked half-jokingly, "Logan, I dare you

I read the caption before focusing on the actual image itself. ‘IS IT OVER FOR MILLIONAIRE ADRIAN COLE AND HIS BASIC WIFE ISABELLA HAYES’S MARRIAGE?’ ‘ ADRIAN SPOTTED WITH A STUNNING WOMAN AT THE VIVA LA PASION.’ The caption was devastating to read, but it wasn’t the worst thing to come from the post.

he said, "based on your current appearance, you really are. Besides, I saw your I* story -- an employee of mine stalked you and she found out your mother is also searching for you. So tell me, my dear cousin, are you a rebel now? You are so childish." "Childish?" Damn him. "I am just protecting myself! I have seen the video thay Felicia exploded during the event!" "Felicia, Felicia," he said, slightly singing it. "I know her. And yes, after the investigation I intentionally made, she really is the name behind this chaos. Well, you can't blame her, she is in love." "With my husband." "Well, that's the problem. It's like she is so proud to be a mistress."