Esposa Infiel Novels & Stories

He let his emotion get in the way. "I don't know what's happening to you, Estonia". he said as if he's already giving up in this situation. "How would you know? You didn't even bother to ask me are I have been or even check up on me". Estonia said. "I'm not even sure if l still have a husband. Maybe you enjoyed Sandra's company more than mine". "Are you accusing me of having an affair with Sandra?" "Aren't you?". she said. "You slept with her, right?". she accused him.

I puff out a breath and the anger of my voice is lace with frustration. I don't know what he's up to, why he's doing this, insisting that I am his wife when in fact he already know the truth about my real identity. I am not the woman he thought he marry, I am not Selena Asli Castania. I can't understand why he's doing this. I don't know why he's acting like this. Honestly, this is not what I expect from him. He is Sain Czar Ildefonso, he is known for being ruthless and merciless. He's not someone who gives consideration specially to people who dare to fool him.

There will be no mate bond curse, no betrayal in its life. Troy's eyes fell to my belly. First, there was hope, then wild joy… and finally, utter despair. His lips trembled, yet he couldn't utter a complete sentence. "I…" I lifted my head and met his eyes, summoning all my strength. "Listen up, Troy. I, Estelle Sullivan, swear on the blood of my mother's witch, I reject you for all eternity. From now on, we're no longer mates!" The moment the words left my lips, I felt a ripping pain in my chest, but it quickly faded, replaced by a freedom and lightness I had never known.

"Yes, Dianna. Your husband's cheating behind your back. And that girl he's with, they have—" "Enough! Who are you, huh? You just came into our lives. And you are not close to us. We only had a connection because you are one of the biggest investors of the Rodriguez Company and you are a cousin of my friend." "So I don't understand why you interfere in our lives, why you have to defame my husband to me?!" He grabbed my arm which I immediately removed. "Don't you dare touch me, Dylan Rios! Stay away from me. I didn't know your reason, but I will trust my husband more than you."

During this period, Georgia called me countless times. At first, it was all insults. She called me ruthless and accused me of abandoning her to survive on her own. Later, it turned into begging. She cried and pleaded with me to help her family for the sake of our eight-year marriage. “Simon, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I shouldn’t have gotten involved with Fernando. I shouldn’t have listened to his nonsense. I’ve always loved you! “Simon, if you’re willing to invest in our company again, I’ll do anything for you! I’ll even beg on my knees!”

She hated men even more for their infidelity, knowing very well her husband’s character. Although the bitch was shameless and detestable, her husband was even more despicable. It was the fault of Hunter’s unfaithful heart that the woman was involved. If Hunter had been devoted to Belinda, even if the whore climbed into his bed stark naked, he would remain indifferent.

It was the celebrity segment and the press release was the biggest story on their hot topics list. “In the 7-page statement, Mrs Beaumont reveals that she and her husband have been separated for a while now on account of alleged infidelity. The socialite claims that her husband, Kane Beaumont, has been having an illicit affair with his late brother’s pregnant lover, Serena Filipe, who currently lives in the family mansion.”

Chapter 60 “My name is Melinda Ching, I don't even know if Elijah Luciero remembers my name,” she chuckled and smirked thinly. “Yeah, I was one of Elijah Luciero's women before. We used to fuck each other anywhere, until he one day brought me to his home and I found out that he's actually married to Faith Flamera, the famous fashion designer,” I crumpled both of my hands while the woman was now revealing everything to the people. I do not remember her anymore. How can I? Elijah brought ton of women in our house and they were fucking each other each night.

But two years after our wedding, everything fell apart. We had a serious fight. Priscila claimed she couldn’t stand the life of fame and all the obligations that came with it. Suddenly, she returned to Brazil. I went after her, determined to save our marriage. But Priscila revealed that she had cheated on me and was pregnant with her lover’s child. She said she no longer wanted to stay married to me.

Anna stood slightly behind him, every instinct screaming to hide—but he reached for her hand again, pulled her beside him, and whispered just loud enough for her to hear. “Stand tall, kitten.” She nodded faintly. A reporter stood. “Mr. Esposito. Is it true? Are you married?” Sandro’s lips curled faintly. “I don’t make a habit of confirming rumors, but this one… yes. I am.” Gasps. Scribbles. Camera shutters clicked frantically. “To her?” Another reporter pointed at Anna. “Yes,” Sandro replied. “This is my wife. Marianna Esposito. Formerly Marianna Romano.”