Romans & histoires Girlfriend Cheated

"Liam Wagner! Liam, get out here!" Frowning, I watched as Ella stumbled into the conference room. She had lost the arrogant demeanor she had before and was wearing old clothes. It seemed like things hadn't been going well for her lately. "Liam, so this is how it is? You're just going to abandon me? I'm your wife!" Her voice was hoarse and filled with grievance. "I may have made some mistakes, but you can't just abandon me! I'm still your wife on paper! How could you be so ruthless? You were the one who begged me to marry you in the first place!"

I had been completely played! Why? Why would she do this to me? Reflecting on our year of marriage, I had done everything I could to care for Donna, fearing that I'd ever let her down. Yet, she still chose to cheat on me with another guy! Or rather, two! My chest heaved with rage, and it felt like I was about to explode. "Shameless Donna!" I muttered under my breath, hailing a taxi to follow that car. As the scenery outside changed, my expression darkened even more.

I wasn't to be messed with and somehow, I had became friends with someone that was nothing like me. Our relationship had remained close until he slept with my girlfriend, Natalia. I had loved her, and was willing to marry her. She was a sweet girl, but I noticed her sneaking around, and sending weird text messages to someone. She would always tell me she was working or out with her friends. Meanwhile, she has been fucking someone I trusted so much behind my back. And as if that wasn't enough, she just had to bring him into my house and fucked him in my bed.

"She's lying! I was a perfect mother to Grace!" "Yes," I said quietly. "To Grace. But what about your real daughter?" The crowd's anger was shifting now, turning toward Sarah like a tide. I faced my former best friend. "We shared everything once. Our dreams, our hopes. Why did you hate me so much?" Sarah's perfect mask finally shattered. She laughed, the sound brittle and sharp. "Hate you? I was jealous of you! We were both waitresses at that stupid diner, both dreaming of a better life."

"Kyle, I beg you. Be with me, okay? Mason... Mason deceived me. You're all I have now. I regret not listening to you back then. The company is on the brink of bankruptcy and has a ten-million-dollar debt. Kyle, what if I get down on my knees and beg you? I didn't know your true identity. I was blind. I’m begging you. Help me, okay?" However, what was the point of her saying all this now? It was all too late. Mason told Quinn that he was studying abroad during the three years he was away. Quinn believed him without even doing any investigation. She immediately threw herself into Mason's arms, despite still being my girlfriend. What she did not know was that I had secretly investigated him. Du

"It was just a dance." She opened her phone, placed it in the middle of the table and played the video. I tried to ignore it, but couldn't tear my eyes from it, couldn't tear my eyes so close to someone else other Alina, couldn't realize how I could let myself touch someone like that. "Your girlfriend was in the hostel, worrying about your health because she thought you're sick and you were partying, not just that you cheated on her." "I didn't," I yelled, causing every eye to turn to us. Lowering my voice, I muttered, "I can never cheat on her."

I ask him “Yes… So, I looked her up, she’s a model the same company Julliet Harvey works for, her boyfriend is an asshole. I’ve looked him up. She can do so much better than that scum.” He goes on a rant, but I couldn’t help thinking about Julliet and Justin. He cheated on her and humiliated her constantly. Yes, she stayed, he never hid the fact that he cheated yet she stayed loyal and loved him through it all. "Are you even listening to me dude?” he asks

I did not even have to look at her, my eyes were planted on the road ahead of us but I could feel her eyes were on me, and at the corner of my view I could see her evil smirk which spoke volumes, "Ok. Then tell me, how many girls did you have before me and did you cheat on any of them?" Ouch. She sure hit a sour spot, but I promised her the truth and that is what she received, "I only had two girlfriends before you and none of them was serious to the point when I would take her home to meet my parents. And no I did not cheat on any of those girls, but one of them did cheat on me and tried to even pull me into a web of lies. She did not want to admit to me that she cheated and her lover boy w

“We could catch up properly. I mean, I know things are still weird between us, but we’re both here now, right? Might as well be friendly.” “No, thanks,” I said, already turning back toward Jessica and Naomi. “I’m good.” I could feel him watching us as we walked away. “Well, that was sufficiently awkward,” Jessica said once we were safely on the other side of the room. “That was ex-boyfriend number one,” Naomi explained to her. “Cheated on her at a party last spring with some cheerleader. Real winner, that one.” “Ugh, cheaters are literally the worst,” Jessica said, making a disgusted face. “At least you’ve got better standards now.”

“Why did you even send that text?” She flushed, fingers fidgeting with the hem of her jacket. “I don’t know. I guess I was spiraling.” “My girlfriend,” she started, then corrected herself with a bitter laugh, “ex-girlfriend. She cheated on me. With her childhood male friend.” She used finger quotes for emphasis, rolling her eyes like the phrase physically irritated her.