Getting Accused Of Cheating Novels & Stories

We will get to it right away. "Stanley…" Alissa called out in a hoarse voice, her eyes bloodshot. "H-Have you planned this since the beginning? Have you been lying to me the entire time?" I flashed her a slight smile. "Lying to you? Just think about how you and that best friend of yours registered your marriage under my watch. You did nothing while he challenged me and trampled all over my prized possessions time and time again. "Compared to this scheme of yours tonight to ruin my reputation and make me lose everything… A tiny self-defense trick like this is nothing compared to what you have done.

“I genuinely don't understand where this paranoia comes from.” Victor shrugged. “In my experience, people who constantly accuse others of cheating are usually projecting.” I snorted. “Oh, please.” “No, seriously.” He leaned forward. “It takes a cheater to constantly suspect everyone else of being one.” I waved him off. “Camellia isn't cheating.” “Maybe not now.” I frowned. Victor shrugged again. “But who's to say she wasn't in the past?” My eyes narrowed immediately. “Do you know something?”

“ Perhaps you want me to help you remember? “ With that sentence in her mind and her chaotic thoughts, she instantly shook her head and stepped backwards to the wall. Pinning her two innocent eyes to those dark yet sexy features right in front of her. “ Tristan just want to have dinner with me, that's all. In fact, it didn’t happen because you let some of my workers celebrate with me. “ She felt a little relieved knowing that she didn’t stutter, but the fact that her forehead and hands were sweaty, proved her nervousness. “ Do you know that it was cheating? “ Ace' powerful voice occupied the whole room. How is it considered as cheating? Thea almost choke because of what he said but she didn’

"I don't want to be tagged as a cheater by anyone, Susan. I don't want him to think of me as a cheater." "Will you stop being so harsh on yourself for once Aurora? Do you even know what cheating means? No, I don't think you do, let me tell you what cheating means. Cheating is when a pregnant wife catches her husband fucking his secretary on the office table and that man doesn't give a damn that his wife saw him doing that. That pregnant wife ran out of the office in horror and pain and while running she lost her balance and fell down the stairs. That's what cheating is? That woman loved that man madly but that man didn't care about her love. He was a bloody sex addict who felt gross with his

Carla I raised my voice and demanded to know, "Are you fucking cheating on me? Are you cheating on me with someone else?" She sprinted over to us, and when she saw Mathew holding me, she let out a startled gasp. She was visibly shaken up by the sight. She gave off an angry vibe, and I could completely empathize with how she must be feeling right now because I was able to pick up on that. On the other hand, I was not going to tolerate her talking to me in such a manner any longer. because I shared the same level of indignation as everyone else.

I had no idea what was happening. "I was—uhh—-I was wrongfully accused—accused of cheating on my mate!" I stuttered out and closed my eyes, but nothing happened and I sat up. It was probably the way I had said it, stuttering. Perhaps I was supposed to say it clearly. "I was wrongfully accused of cheating on my mate!" It felt as if I had used all of my energy. But nothing happened and I shook my head. This couldn't be happening. I had told the truth, so why was nothing happening? A lone tear slid down my face and I wiped it with the back of my palm.

"And he accused me of cheating on him." Lucas's eyes widened in shock, his expression mirroring the disbelief I felt in that moment. "He accused you of what?" he exclaimed, his voice rising with anger. I nodded, my fists clenching at my sides. "He said I was cheating on him with someone close to him," I said, my voice trembling with rage. "But then he didn't say anything about it this morning." Lucas's jaw clenched, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Do you think he knows about us?" he asked, his voice low and tense.

Once, they called each other affectionately and cheated on me behind my back. When their affair was exposed and they lost their money as well as dignity, they started tearing each other apart. Their “true love” was nothing more than a moment of excitement, enjoyed while there were no consequences to bear. But once reality set in and they had to face the fallout, all they could think about was running away.

“I mean, seriously, why would you cheat on Alexander Voss? He’s rich, he’s handsome, and he’s one of the most powerful men in the country.” Someone beside her immediately grabbed her arm. “Stop talking.” “What?” she asked, laughing. “You’ve had enough.” “But I’m asking a question.” Another woman leaned toward her. “That’s not something you ask someone.” The drunk woman shrugged. “I was just curious.” I kept my face expressionless. I refused to allow the words to show what they had done to me. I had heard accusations before. I had been called a cheater, and a liar. One more accusation shouldn’t have mattered but it did.

I exclaimed in shock. "Yes, Alice. Because how do you suspect things that are not happening and why do you keep thinking that I'm cheating on you with someone if you aren't doing the same? Only a cheater can be so insecure all the time, so tell me, are you cheating on me?" he asked. I couldn't believe this. Was Alejandro accusing me of cheating on him? Is he being serious right now? "Are you assuming or do you think that I am cheating on you?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.