Esposa Infiel Novels & Stories

In the next second, he lunged at Shawn, ready to throw a punch. I reacted quickly, stepping in between them. But suddenly, a sharp sting spread across my cheek. Eanes froze, staring at his hand in shock. "Have you lost your mind, Eanes? Don't judge others with your filthy mind. Not everyone is as disgusting as you. You're a married man, and you dared to publicly announce your relationship with someone else on social media. And you can't take it when I'm just having dinner with a friend? "Besides, let's not pretend you don't know who the 'shameless bastards' are."

“That man is a devil!” Tears flow freely down my cheeks. My chest aches. “He destroyed me, ended the marriage and ruined my reputation.” Eleanor stood abruptly and strode to a wooden drawer beside the television. Her expression was shadowed with bitterness as she walked back to me and spread it on the table. “Look at this,” she said. I leaned forward and my heart sank instantly. I slowly read aloud the headline: “Billionaire’s Wife Pregnant for Another Man — Micheal Ends Marriage Over Infidelity!”

"I said I didn't—" Stefano's fingers dug in hard, his eyes boring straight through me as he cut me off again. "Lie to yourself all you want. I'm done listening." So that was it. I'd walked right into Isla's trap. And my husband of seven years took her word for it without a second thought. Seven years of us, just gone. I didn't fight back when he hauled me to the car. What was the point? At the hospital, Stefano marched me straight to Isla's room. Doctors crowded in.

Vanessa's eyes redeened, tears streaking down the corners. “Then why does my husband believe I’m infertile?”. She muttered, backing the doctor as she forcefully dried her eyes. With a smack of her fingers she turned to face him again, pointing her index finger. “You know what?,” her jaw tightened. “I want this document printed out and handed to me right now. All of it!” She pressed her lips, driving her hand in her hair. Dr Brighton stood up frantically as he moved briskly to the photocopying machine, his shoulders dropped slightly with nose covered with thick sweat.

"She's not the same naive girl; she has beguiled him!" "How do you know?" he asked, intrigued-Isabella couldn't have changed that much. "Because it's impossible for her to remember Christian and besides, she's a divorced woman!" she explained as if that fact alone disqualified her from being their son's wife. "She was married to Luis Ibáñez and left him after driving him to ruin. Look, I've investigated everything. We cannot allow her to marry Chris!"

My gut twisted as I thought of Charli ending up with the likes of this man. “No, she wasn't. It appeared it was an organic relationship. According to sources, his ex-mistress recently left for Europe to reevaluate her life. Not surprisingly, I can’t locate her. However, I haven’t had much time. "The interesting phenomenon of Infidelity is," she went on, "in my opinion, the reason for its success. Severus Davis didn't contact Infidelity for himself. Marisa Davis did." My eyes narrowed. "Is that his wife? Tell me, Deloris, don't you think that's a bit fucked up?"

"Iris, your deadbeat husband didn't suspect anything, did he? I poured half a bottle of extra-strong itching powder into the air vents. It didn't drive him insane, did it?" Iris dotingly booped his nose. Her tone dripped with contempt for me when she sneered, "He's an idiot; he hasn't got a clue. He really thought I'd gotten my hands on something almost brand new and was crouching there, cleaning it bit by bit, putting up with the pain in his back." "Serves him right!" Tristan snorted. "It's his fault for hogging the position of your legal husband and refusing to step aside! I want him to use my hand-me-down trash and suffer from it. Let's see how long he can hold out!"

— No one can speak against the Vice President… nor against his son. The defiance in Melina’s eyes made it clear to Christopoulos that she knew exactly what she was talking about. After all, the Vice President was her husband. And Christopoulos, her stepson. The son from her husband’s previous marriage. Her husband was a man of great influence in Greece, which is why no one could ever find out about her affair with Isabela’s father—when she was already married to Christopoulos’s father. It had been Melina who introduced them at a charity dinner attended by Isabela and her older sister.

I see horror on some faces, and disgust on others, the dawning realization that the narrative Brian has been selling is not the whole truth. "When Josh was six months old, I discovered that Brian was having an affair with my best friend. Ria Vel, formerly Ria Martinez, she had been sleeping with my husband for over a year. He conducted the affair in our home, in our bed, while I was in the hospital with our sick child." Brian's face has gone red. "That's private, you can't, "