Esposa Infiel Novels & Stories

How could she be the long-lost sister of an influential man from the capital? "Scumbag Daddy bribed that woman's parents and fabricated a lie that she was adopted when she was a child, all for today! Her greedy parents have been silenced by money!" The child's voice echoed in my mind again, and I broke out in a cold sweat. Three days ago, Jack brought the news that my husband, Steve Landale, had died in an accident on a business trip abroad. I was heartbroken. I would force myself to eat during the day for the sake of my child.

"Graham, babe, that old hag doesn't know the first thing about real research. Just get the drugs from her and I'll give you a big fat baby boy." Every last message was published in high definition, uncensored, for the world to see. Public opinion didn't just shift. It detonated. The same people who'd been weeping for her now felt like they'd been played for fools, and their fury went through the roof. "What the hell kind of scholarship student is this? She's a modern-day snake biting the hand that fed her!" "Spending his wife's money, sleeping with his wife's husband, and then trying to take his wife's life -- she deserves everything she gets!"

he asked, his voice laced with anger, he won't allow anyone to degrade his wife. "I haven't met her, but according to what I have heard about her, she isn't good for you unlike my granddaughter," Señor Dela Vega was unfazed with Marty's anger. "First of all, my wife isn't a gold digger, she worked hard to start her interior designing firm which is now known to work with large companies. And secondly, she isn't a slut," Marty said, gritting his teeth. "Didn't she have an affair with the three of you at the same time? She dated you, Solis and Campbell at the same time? " Lindsey retorted.

Our marriage was going from a WWE match to a lame video game. My husband was a workaholic earlier now he basically lived in the office. The days we meet face to face is very rare. I was burning in an inferno I haven't sinned but yet I was suffering maybe loving Dane Wellington was my sin and I ought to be punished for that sin. Fathima had unwavering faith in our marriage even when we didn't have any. She filled me in on Dane's where abouts. According to her a wife should know what her husband was upto. Though I didn't hear my sister's name in his schedule so Fathima is definitely missing my husband's complete time table for his to do list.

The reason for the divorce was that I was disloyal and made a terrible mistake that ruined the reputation of our family. My wife, Jean Shaw, the person that I had loved and doted on for 10 years, abandoned me when I needed her the most. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and decided to call her. My hand was trembling so much that I could barely hold my phone. On the other end of the line, Jean's voice sounded a little proud and relieved. "Sign the agreement, Felix. Your career is over. Stop struggling. Save yourself the embarrassment." "You're the one who wrote... the whistleblower report?"

What’s so shocking about agreeing to their terms? "Are you alright, my dear? I expected you to argue. Why are you smiling at us, and why are you agreeing to your mother’s and my conditions?" I smile back at them before diving into my meal. All that shouting has made me incredibly hungry. "I’m fine, Dad. I just believe you’re right, and I need to prioritize this baby and my health. Plus, I discovered today that Diego has been unfaithful since we got married." My mom’s fork clattered to the floor, stunned by my revelation, while my dad was giving the 'I knew it' speech, and Eloisa appeared equally shocked.

She had never touched a camera in her life, and the phone she owned had such poor camera quality that she never took pictures with it! "My wife could not sit back knowing that my reputation was being attacked by some sneaky person. She noticed that whoever this person was, they were trying to suggest to the world that I am a shady man who isn't loyal in relationships. Yet that isn't true. I am married, I will remain loyal to my wife, and I love my wife."

During our eight years together, Lorenzo, the Falcone family Don’s heir, cheated on me with eight women. A dancer, a college student, a sex worker... Every one of them was nothing like me. Eight times, I fought, I raged, and I even cut my wrists. And every time, Lorenzo knelt before me and swore it would never happen again. "I swear to God, Beatrice, I was just tempted by someone new. You're the only woman I love." I believed him. Today was our ninth anniversary. Then I found the ninth: my best friend, Giuliana. They were holding each other like real lovers. Hands shaking, I called home, expecting the comfort my family had given me the other eight times. Instead, my parents said I had it com

alliance with the Costellos, three days later I married Gia at the same time that Antonella was proposed by Jackson. The stalking of a traitor was the most muttered subject among the women at the party, the men attentive on all sides at every moment as if waiting for an ambush. With the risks, we didn't have a honeymoon and I didn't even feel the need I just wanted a place, the spacious apartment became empty after I asked my husband if he had killed Vincenzo. It was like pouring gasoline on an explosion, playing a recording on the huge flat screen, making the glow of anger consume every detail of the man who loved me on that couch. “Is this baby mine?” 🇧🇷 His snarled words were enough to

I am sorry Maria that you are being specifically dragged in this mess but I got know chance here. I wanted to hammer Stephan's head myself but since this game is going this way, I guess I'll find justice here. I opened my social media and checked for the latest news just to find how the world has just turned upside down. "Stephan's so called wife found in Country X dating the high ranked layer James" "Stephan tried to kill the lover of his so called wife James" The comments read, "Josalina was proved to be innocent and she has all the rights to leave Stephan"