Her Husband's Secret Affair Novel Novels & Stories

Was it the real reason why he wanted to conceal it? "If you haven't noticed that, you should look more closely. I'll let you know it's on his right chest, just below his collarbone. How come you haven't seen it? He always prefers the lights to the darkness when it comes to making love. Wait, you already know about it, don't you?" Despite the fact that she had known that her husband and Amanda had an affair in the past, it still stung to hear another woman had some intimate knowledge about him. However, she managed an unaffected expression.

" Tears blurred my vision, but I heard everything even more clearly. Every word pierced my heart and left it bloody. So, the home that had carried five years of beautiful memories had never belonged to me. Before Xander left, he tossed me a set of keys. "My assistant, John Pitt, will come and take you away later. Stay in the suburbs for now, and stop being stubborn." Watching as his figure retreated farther and farther away, I hurled the keys at him feebly. I had never imagined that the husband who had once weathered hardships with me would turn out to be such a disgusting man.

“I asked Corbin to go meet his secretary. She was easy enough to read—greedy, careless, and flattered by attention. I thought she might have some dirt on him, but I didn't know she would sell herself for the money. She told us exactly where they’d been. Gave us the pictures herself, like a trophy she was proud of.” His tone was casual as he explained the whole thing, but I caught the flicker in his eyes, the faint satisfaction of having hunted something down and winning. Also, I could see that he wasn't done yet, but I couldn't hear about her anymore. It felt weird hearing about my husband's affairs with someone I've known for years. With Lauren, there was that distance between us, but his s

Some tried to hide it, but most didn’t bother. I could feel my face burning, my heart pounding painfully. “I’m not lying,” I whispered. Dima tilted his head mockingly. “Maybe you forged it? Or maybe your so-called husband begged someone to send it? You always had a way of using people.” “Sir,” I said quietly, my voice trembling, “please, let’s keep this professional.” “Professional?” he repeated, eyes narrowing. “You should be grateful I don’t call security to throw you out.”

"Why can't you talk? You're going to keep it a secret? You're going to think of an excuse?" "What-" "Yes, it's me." I stared at him, my hands clenched. "Why did you do that? What's your reason for sending that to me without any explanation, huh?" "Do you intend for me to overthink? If my husband has an affair?" I stepped closer to him. "Of course not, Dianna. I just want you to know the truth." I laughed sarcastically. "The truth?" "Yes, Dianna. Your husband's cheating behind your back. And that girl he's with, they have—"

Davis having had an affair, which might have lead to her being murdered. Now that they'd planted the seed all she need do was give him a little push. It's no surprise to her that the slut had been cheating. Anyone with eyes could see what was going on. All the secret goings and comings behind her husband's back. The phone calls at all hours of the day that would send her rushing from the house. And she was sure that she'd smelled sex on the other woman more than once after one of those escapes from the house in the middle of the day.

Then, finally one day she was able to come home. For a while, things seemed to be alright if she stayed out of George’s way. That is until one day last year when Sara found lipstick on the collar of her husband’s work shirt. She had noticed that he kept coming home later and later. When she confronted him, he told her the truth? Apparently, he had been having an affair with his secretary for years. No matter how much sex Sara gave him, it was never enough. She often felt like she was never good enough for him

But all this time, my husband had been hitting it with his secretary. And what I'm about to say may blow your mind even further—my husband wasn't just fucking his secretary. He was fucking his secretary, who was a man. Crazy, right? Yes, I know. The supposed "love of my life" was gay. But you know what? Fuck that bastard. I was here to get myself fucked by the hottest man I could find at this party. I was on my eighth shot, downing burning alcohol down my throat, repeatedly adjusting my boobs so my cleavage could pop in this bandage dress while my eyes searched for the perfect candidate.

Jean rushed her with questions. "What? No! No!" Natalie shook her head denying Jean's claims. "So what? It isn't about Ricardo, is it? " At the mention of Ricardo, Jean could see Natalie freeze. "Wait! As far as I remember you aren't having issues with him, so what's the stress?" "Just stop asking questions." Natalie stood up immediately to pick her bag, she wouldn't want Jean to know that she was feeling nervous about consummating her marriage with her brother. "You shouldn't feel nervous about that, although my brother isn't a child in the other room, he will take it easy on you because he loves you." Jean shrugged.

Xen had a one night stand with his brothers friend. But what she didn't know was, Darian was the brother of a billionaire surgeon Killian Veyne. It was a secret that only they know about. But then she got pregnant and Darian was about to get married. Xens brother Lysander threatened Damian that if he doesn't marry Xen, he will charge a case against him. But Darian loves his fiance Shelly, so Killian was dragged into the picture agreed to marry Xen in Darians place. In the wedding, it was interrupted by Killian's girlfriend. But of course the wedding was resumed. But she heard that when the baby is born. Killian will divorce her and resume his relationship with his girlfriend. Months later,