Girlfriend Cheated Novels & Stories

I'm not a good girlfriend. The words played on a loop in her mind sharp, suffocating, damning. She'd cheated. And the moment that truth landed, it hit hard. Right in the lungs. She stared at the screen, her heart sinking lower with every passing second. Tyler was out there working himself to the bone for her, risking God knows what, while she was here… kissing his best friend. Eric. His best friend. The memory of the kiss lingered like heat on her skin. She could still feel his breath against her lips, still hearing the way he said her name as it mattered.

She cannot even count the number of times Liam had cheated on her right from the time they started dating. She recalled how she caught him f***ing a girl in the student restroom the next day he asked her to be his girlfriend. She cried her eyes out until she drifted to sleep, making up her mind to only focus on the Company from now on.

he said, his voice calm as he held my hand and held it tightly. "She was hiding the fact that she was infertile. Her boyfriend was serious about having a family with kids. So when he accidentally learned about her infertility, he cheated on her." He shrugged, his expression unreadable. "Although cheating was a disgusting thing and what he did was cowardly… it was a deal-breaker to him!" he stated. "And you played along with her even after knowing that she was lying to you?" I asked, amused but also oddly disturbed by how calm he was about it.

As she approached the table, she wished that this was different. When she first caught on that he was cheating, she did not believe it one bit because there was no way that her boyfriend, who swore to love her even though he was too closed off to show it to her, was showing another girl with flowers and chocolates and dinner dates; she could believe that the same man she had been with all these years was cheating on her. But when her sister called to tell her that she was getting out and that everyone knew that he was getting married to Zara, she knew that she did not stand a chance anymore.

"Okay, okay. I'll listen. But remember, I'm just a person, not a professional counselor." I scanned the comments, my eyes settling on one username. "Jughead, tell me your problem." Jughead: So, this is a bit weird but I think my girlfriend is cheating on me. I found a suspicious text on her phone, and she's been acting weird lately. What should I do?" "Aww, Jughead, I'm so sorry to hear that. Did you ask her?” Jughead: No..not yet. I'm scared I might be right.

She was obviously pro-Anthony and whatever news I had regarding him would always be received gladly, regardless of the fact that it meant I was a cheating, lying asshole. “I am basically cheating on my girlfriend with her older brother and you think this is great news?” “It’s not really cheating if all you did was hold on to his thigh. I can do that you right now, but that wouldn’t be considered infidelity.” I looked away from her shyly, feeling my face heat up. “Oh my god!” She bent down to my level and grabbed my arm. “There’s more you haven’t told me yet. This Thanksgiving dinner isn’t even the main thing that happened. I can see it in your eyes and by the look on your face!”

I had grown up, and my glittering eyes were even prettier than before. Unfortunately, I was Justin's girlfriend at the time. Chase's first instinct was to steal me away from Justin, but he had no good reason to do so. It was why he was elated when he found out that Justin was cheating on me with Natalie. That day, when I had arrived at Justin's house, Chase had followed after me. He wanted me to learn of Justin's infidelity. Although he wanted me for himself, he also didn't want to see me heartbroken. He had no idea that the situation would take such an unexpected turn.

She is a backstabbing whore. I let out a sigh. Trisha has been a good friend to me, that has been what I have always believed. She is the one who has told me to pursue writing and even volunteered to be my manager. She has been a great friend - might even consider as my bestie but as cliche as it may sound, my boyfriend has cheated on me with her, not only once but throughout the last 2 years of our relationship, he has been secretly seeing her. I mean, Guys! Can’t you all be more creative in breaking someone’s heart?

I hate how he keeps referring to Henry as my boyfriend. “He is not my boyfriend”, I let out, and Henry pulls me into his arms as I start crying. “What happened, love?”, he asks and I burry my head on his chest cradling up. “He had sex with someone else last night, he had sex with Penelope, he doesn’t care about me”, I let out, and Leo started cursing in Italian under his breath. “I don’t think that’s true baby girl”, Leo says kissing the top of my head.

“Seeing this fucker in my club triggers all kinds of violent urges within me. Certainly, I can ignore him if that's what you want, but say one word, and he's out.” She nibbled on her lip as she considered my words. Then she turned to me. “I want him out of here, but…” “But what?” I coaxed. She drew a deep breath. “Throwing him out of the club is not enough. I'm not fond of my half-sister, but the truth is that he cheated on her with her best friend. She is his wife, and he betrayed her. When I was his girlfriend, he cheated on me, too. He keeps getting away with every disgusting thing he does. I just want to…” She trailed off and let out a deep sigh.