He Cheated With His Dead Brother's Widow Novel Novels & Stories

] [Let me summarize: side piece assaults family, trash wife protects side piece, epic family annihilation—chef's kiss! [Modern independent woman? More like a hollow trophy who abandoned her own family. Can't even protect her father!] [Look who showed up—the Keltner heiress. This just got nasty for Ashley.] [For those unaware: Chelsey Keltner, sole heir to the Gibelli Keltners, nicknamed the 'Legal Executioner'—undefeated. Ashley, you might want to start picking out your burial plot.] "Small-time fling? I love Ashley! Ashley, tell them!" Brian raged, clutching her arm and shouting hysterically.

"He lied to me and told me his younger sister was in an expensive school and he couldn't sponsor her education anymore and out of love and pity, I agreed that he could take any amount of money he needed for her without letting anyone especially his family know about it to cover up his shame…one day I came back early from work and found two vacation tickets hidden in his pants and I thought he was going to surprise me with it..I waited patiently for a few days but he didn’t give it to me and so I became extremely suspicious…one day be told me he was travelling to see his family and then I hired a private investigator to follow him and they told me he went to the exact country I saw on the vac

Nina made a disgusted face immediately. "That idiot." I nodded. "He kept pretending like nothing happened between us. Like he didn't cheat on me for years and ruin my life." I scoffed bitterly. "And the annoying thing is that he actually believes he still has a chance with me." Nina frowned. "What did you tell him?" "I lied," I admitted honestly. "I told him I couldn't trust the brothers anymore and that maybe he was better than them." Nina looked shocked. "You said that to Travis?"

Okay, this is getting on my nerves… With a twitching eyebrow, I said “Well yes, in fact I think I have more respect than you.” “Really, having interest in my brother is very respecting to whatever we have here.” “Shut up! I didn’t know he had such a past with you and even if he did, so what? Why is that my problem and how am I supposed to know that you have such interesting people around you! You have a lesbian girlfriend who cheats on anything or anyone, your brother might just be the victim here.” “Why is he the victim?! He cheated with my girlfriend when we were in college.”

I thought about Nathaniel and the way he had agreed to marry me and the way he seemed almost pleased when I showed up at the investor dinner and I did not think he would do this because it made him look bad too. But Victor would. Victor would leak this story to paint me as a gold digger so that when I married Nathaniel it would look like I was just moving from one brother to the next for money and nobody would take me seriously if I tried to make accusations later. "It was Victor," I said. "Can you prove it?" "Not yet. But I will." I hung up and opened my laptop and started searching for more articles and I found six more on different websites and they all said basically the same thing which

But that was all. I looked up, my voice calm and steady as I asked, "How did he die?" "Last night, in a cheap motel from mixing alcohol and sleeping pills. When they found him, he was still clutching that burned wedding ring." I was silent for a moment, then waved my hand. "I see." Quentin left, and the office resumed quietness. I set down my pen and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out over the city that once belonged to the Salvatores and was now mine.

She fed him lies, saying that my child belonged to another man, and that I had staged a car accident to cover up the months of pregnancy. Lucas actually believed in such a weak fabrication. Since then, I knew that our daughter, Gracie Anderson, and I were no longer important to him. It was late at night. Anna wrapped her arms around his waist and whispered seductively, “Lucas, you’re so good to me.” Lucas hugged her back and said softly, “I owe you this much.” He allowed her hands to slowly slide beneath his clothes. Rather than recoil, he reciprocated her actions I turned to look the other way.

"But the truth is, it's much bigger than that." "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Ethan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. "Ryan's mistress is not just any woman," he said finally. "She's a key player in a much larger scheme. A scheme that involves embezzlement, bribery, and even murder." Murder? What was Ethan talking about? I stumbled backwards, my eyes wide with shock. Ethan caught me, his arms wrapping around me to hold me steady.

"I'm sure there shouldn't be any problem." "Of course," he said, though he still didn't meet my gaze. As he hurried off while holding the cheque up and staring at it, I shut the door and leaned against it, barely able to see in front of me. I'd cried all through last night, but now I couldn't even bring myself to cry anymore. I just felt hollow, like a part of me had been ripped out and it would never be replaced. I didn't want to sit there and mourn a marriage which was never real in the first place. "Pull yourself together, Olivia," I whispered. "You've got this. He's the one who cheated, not you."

Liam’s expression shifted as his eyes moved slowly back to Grayson. “…You?” he said. Grayson didn’t even bother denying it. “Well,” he said casually, “can you really call it cheating if there was already something there?” Liam stared at him like he’d lost his mind. “I can’t believe you,” he said. “Seriously, Grayson, what the hell is wrong with you? You couldn’t just leave them alone?” Grayson’s expression darkened. “Don’t start.” “Start?” Liam let out a sharp laugh. “You slept with your brother’s wife and you’re standing here acting like it’s nothing. Are you actually hearing yourself right now?”