Girlfriend Cheated Mga Nobela at Kwento

Had she been too good of a girlfriend? No, she answered herself. All she had done was play the dutiful, loving and loyal partner to him, helping him out with everything including domestic duties and financial burdens. What more could a guy want? Yet, he still cheated on her with her roommate who was more self centered than anyone else she knew. After everything. She didn't know the part that shocked her the most, the fact that her boyfriend had played a fast one on her, or the fact that her roommate had lied to her face for three months and wasn't even sorry about it.

I was his only love! " Then f*ck me harder, Tavian." Seris's familiar voice seeped through the open door, and as her words sank in, my knees gave up, and I leaned weakly against the wall, for support.. My head was spinning, my entire body was shaking, and I was still shaking my head, in disbelief, in denial. But the truth was right there, behind the slightly cracked door, wasn't it? My boyfriend of seven years, and my best friend for twenty-three years, was cheating on me, with my foster sister, the girl who I assumed was my best friend.

When I discover yet another tube of lipstick on the front passenger seat of my Porsche for the 99th time, I decide to send a reminder in my company's group chat. "Everyone, please make sure to take all of your personal belongings with you the next time you decide to hitch a ride. Otherwise, it'll be difficult for the owner to remove the stains from the leather seats." The newly-hired intern, Sasha Lane, is quick to shoot me down. "Me hitching a ride has nothing to do with you! A washed-up old hag like you should focus on keeping your man in line! "Are you already triggered by the fact that he decides to pick me up from my home and bring me breakfast?" I'm stunned, to say the least. The

“That’s… that’s not Marcus. Why would you even think that?” I shrug, making sure to filter my jealousy out of my words. “People cheat. Even the ones who seem perfect.” Lila jumps in immediately. “Oh, I’ve been there. Y’all…” She sets her glass down. “I thought my last boyfriend was loyal. Turned out he was fucking his coworker in the parking garage after every shift. Men lie so well when they want to.” Chloe nods in agreement. “Mine cheated with his trainer. I found out he was the one who curated the same playlist my boyfriend and I fuck with. It was a messy one.”

Once my shoes are off, she pulls the jeans free, repeating the same thing for the other leg until I’m left standing in nothing but my briefs. Then, she stands up, still serious. “Did you ever have a girlfriend? Or a sex buddy? I know you didn’t get married.” I sigh. “Once in a while, I had a girlfriend.” “You did?” She sounds genuinely surprised. “I did,” I repeat. “But the articles never mentioned it.” “It was… confidential.” Her eyebrows shoot up. “Confidential? How do you date someone ‘confidentially?’” “They signed NDAs,” I say, as if that’s a normal thing.

“That I’m not good enough for him and all I do know is how to gossip, gossip and gossip all day long as a reporter and that I don’t fit to be his girlfriend. According to him, he only falls in love with models, actresses and wealthier kids with long legs and fairer skin. He asked me out as a betttt. I’m fucking dying, Anna.” Anna drawed closer to her friend and patted her back soothingly, rubbing it and offering the emotional support to her friend. “It’s fine, honey. When I eventually find him, I’ll squish him so bad. We’ll beat him up together. How long did you date for?” “Ten days.” “Ten days?” Anna’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets. “Just ten fucking days and he cheated?” “He’s an

She scoffs. "My ex girlfriend." I answer. "No way." She covers her mouth and laughs into her palm. "Yeah, the bitch cheated on me with some rich idiot who kinda wanted to be me," I explain. "Some idiot?" She laughs. "Don't laugh, the fucker got on my nerves every time." I rub my forehead. "What was her excuse?" She asks. "Don't really remember but it was definitely something pathetic," I nod to myself. "Did it hurt?" She asks, gliding her fingers through her hair, "The fact that she cheated?" She adds.

she says, “or gotten captured. Or tortured. But I’m lonely, just like you are. And lonely people tend to do stupid things. I had the hots for my mother's husband and took advantage of him when he was drunk. And you know what? I didn’t feel guilty until my boyfriend came back home from his Dungeons and Dragons weekend championship or whatever. I can't remember. And I saw his browser history. He was looking up engagement rings.” She swallows. “He was about to propose to me. And I cheated on him.” “I might have to step out,” Jade says. “This chick is pissing me off.” The sound of the door opening behind me is loud. A beat later, it slams shut again. Jade’s gone.

I always came back no matter how much of a douche he was to me At the start, I could not believe that he had chosen me to be his girlfriend, maybe my self esteem was on the ground with the events that had made me move here but I was very much willing to accept Of the numerous times we broke up, literally all of them was because he cheated and on me However, the one that broke the camel’s back was when he rose his hand to me He had claimed that it was a mistake, he had pleaded for me to forgive him and maybe I would have after all, when I was beside Noah, nobody questioned, they just wished to be like me “What do you think of this?” I asked Candace who was tapping away at her phone, her conce

She let out a heavy, bitter breath. ​"My boyfriend," Kelsey whispered, her voice cracking slightly before she hardened it. "He's been cheating on me. With my childhood best friend. Who also happens to be my current dorm roommate. I found the Snapchat chats last night in the middle of our society's gala launch." ​"Oh, hell no!" Jax slammed his hand on the counter, his playful demeanor instantly vanishing into pure, protective outrage. "That is foul! On your launch night? That's demon behavior."