He Cheated, I Rose: Making Him Regret Everything Novels & Stories

Maybe you should've shown restraint and saved her some face, even if she was acting a little too close to her assistant in front of all the media outlets. "Uncle Tristan," I cut him off. "Valerie marched into my event with her assistant wearing my watch, and publicly cheated on me. What do you think I should've done?" There was a dead silence on the other end of the line before Tristan said, "That's not what I meant—" "In that case, what did you mean then?" I pressed. "Should I have swallowed my pride and waited for them to drag me through the mud, then begged them to show me mercy?"

Flora’s POV My husband, Luca, the Don Ricci, and my best friend, Annie, both conveniently disappeared on the day I buried my mother. Then I fount out that Luca had cheated on with Annie, and Annie was never just a friend, she was also my father’s bastard daughter. As if the betrayal wasn’t enough, Luca dared to tell me to accept everything and just let them. So I called Luca’s uncle, Stefan. If I could help Luca become the Don, then I could just as easily make another man take his place as well.

“It was the alcohol, Rose. I would never cheat on purpose.” Rose had stared down at him with pure disgust. “You make me sick.” She kicked him off and walked away. Christopher stayed spread out on the floor, shaking, crying like his heart broke. The second she left the room he wiped his face, looked up, and muttered, “She really is dumb.”

But now I knew—the guy who always put me first, who handed over company shares like it was nothing, could still cheat. "It's nothing," I said. "Someone called you earlier. I picked up, but they didn't say anything. Local number. Maybe a friend? Here." I handed him the phone, eyes locked on him. He took it like it was no big deal. "Probably a wrong number. Don't stress." But I saw it—that little finger twitch on the screen. I knew that move. He was lying. "Babe, why don't you go rest?" he said. "I just remembered a file at work I forgot to finish."

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 barked out a dry laugh and moved across the room to the kitchen where I washed my hands and then grabbed another drink from the guys there before taking a long swallow of my drink. Whatever. She’d basically cheated on me when we were together anyway. I shouldn’t be surprised she downgraded to the biggest loser on the team. So desperate to be affiliated with jocks, Rose was willing to put her tongue in a mouth that ha probably seen more beer bongs than toothbrushes. They really deserved each other to be honest.

“It's all Claire's fault… she wants to come between us. I swear I—” “Claire?” I snapped at him, clenching my fists, “You cheated on me in my own house, with my little sister and now you're trying to play the victim?” “It's not true babe,” Kevin said, stretching his hand to touch me, “You know I love you so much, and I would never—” Rage surged in my throat that moment, and before he could finish speaking, I turned swiftly as my palm cracked against his cheek, the sound slicing through the silence. Kevin stumbled back, stunned.

Her control suddenly flew away, giving her tongue the freedom to express what she'd been keeping inside her heart. "So, it's now my fault, huh? Did I tell you to cheat on your husband with his assistant? You're just one lucky fool that doesn't even know what she has, and believes she can do anything and get away with it. Let me tell you, Karma is real. Why do I have to suffer with you? It was your decision to cheat on your husband. Why do you have to involve me?" "Did you just raise your voice and curse me?" Rose was stunned, blinking confusedly. This time, she held her glass with one hand as she poured herself a drink.

I burst into tears and was struck with the realization that my parents were the only people I could trust in this world. I thought about all the times I had fought them for Wayne, and overwhelming guilt drowned me. Dad seemed to see straight through my thoughts. He affectionately ruffled my hair and offered me endless understanding and tolerance. … A week later, I met Mason Frost, the heir to one of Jynxwood's elites. I had heard a lot about him, but back then, I despised marriages of convenience, which were built on interests and gain. I had been determined to find true love, only to end up paying for my mistakes in blood.