Novel & Cerita Esposa Infiel

Colt said. "What other news, Colt?" I questioned. As he took the remote, switching on the TV, which displayed a reporter. "We just received this intel, guys. Seems the illegitimate daughter of the De Santos has returned, Angelica De Santos, daughter of Sophie De Santos, the late Sohoe. Seems Sophie had an affair even while married to the De Santos and yet decides to cheat and give birth to an illegitimate child abandoning her for the power." the reporter said. But how was this possible? I mean, who could have told them about this? Could it be the same man that threatened the De Santos? No, I doubt he would have any idea about it.

“Our family has maintained its reputation for generations. We are respected. We are dignified. And now your son my grandson has created a scandal that will be talked about for years.” “We don’t know if it’s true yet,” Marisa said weakly. “The ultrasound looks real enough to me.” Doña Isabella’s eyes were hard. “Eight weeks pregnant. That means he was with this woman while still married to Amelia. While his wife was home taking care of their son.” “Alejandro wouldn’t—” “Wouldn’t what? Wouldn’t cheat? Wouldn’t lie?” Doña Isabella laughed bitterly. “Men always do these things, Marisa. You know that as well as I do. The question is not whether he did it. The question is what we do about it now.”

Please forgive me, my handsome husband. Xavier was fuming with anger; he tore the birth certificate into pieces. He looked at his wife and asked, "Valencia, didn't we promise each other that we would be honest with each other, and we would never keep secrets from each other? Whose fault is that, that our marriage is not registered at Home Affairs? Have you ever loved me, Valencia? Why did you marry me?" Valencia looked at her husband with tears in her eyes and replied, "I love you so much, my husband. It is difficult for me to fight with my mother because the Moore family might lose two people at the same time."

******** Inside a luxury villa,Felipe sat in front of his desk in the study, his narrow eyes looking at the butler on the side. "Did you find out everything about her?” The housekeeper nodded, his tone a little deep, "That girl,her name is Andrea Aguero Munoz,Sebastian Munoz’s wife,she came to Buenos Aires from the countryside a month ago." Felipe was unimpressed, a smile on his face, "She’s married?Damn it!" The housekeeper spoke somewhat helplessly from the side, "Sebastian Munoz is not to be messed with, there are many other beautiful women in this world,you should not get involved with her."

99 percent the father of Courtney Norman's son. The revelation that Rafael had been unfaithful to her for the last two years of their marriage left Amaliah struggling with conflicting emotions. It was foolish of her to believe she was the sole woman in her husband's life, the only one he loved and desired to share a bed with. A visible shudder ran through her, as though icy water had been dumped on her.

She's the unlucky one in my life. She's the one making my life difficult, disturbing my quiet world. She's Chrisanya Evangelista-Zhymian. She's my wife.

In the previous lifetime, that promise had kept me shackled for decades. I truly believed that because I loved him and had shared his hardships, we’d grow old together. Even when I found out about his affair and that he had gotten another woman pregnant, I still foolishly thought he would come back to me. It wasn’t until he threw me in prison and caused my parents’ deaths over that college girl that I finally came to my senses. Even lovers who met at a young age could see their relationship deteriorate this badly. True love was never eternal. I smoothed the creases on my resignation letter. My gaze remained calm.

Julian's POV When my wife, Monica Jackson, said those words, I finally raised my head to look at her. We'd dated for four years and been married for five. We'd shared the best years of our youth. I never expected that things between us would end up like this. I curled my lips into a bitter smile. But Monica, acting as if she didn't see it, asked darkly, "I'll give you one last chance. Where is Billy?" I wanted to sneer at her. But my one moment of willfulness had already dragged my entire family down with me.

"Isiah, you can't abandon me. I'm pregnant with your child. If you go back to Floria, what about us? You'd leave the baby fatherless?" Tears streamed down her face, melting Isiah's resolve. He scowled, shielding her and snapping at me. "Enough is enough. I've groveled. What else do you want? A real divorce?" I smirked, pulling a dossier from my bag and tossing it at their feet. "This logs every dirty deed Zoe's pulled—seducing married men and clawing her way up no matter the cost. Don't believe me? Dig in. Oh, and she might have AIDS to boot."