Her Husband's Secret Affair Novel Novels & Stories

“You are a man, and there’s no way you couldn’t be tempt by a woman. Once I found out who she is, I’ll make sure that I wouldn’t left her unscathed.” “You wouldn’t dare—!” “Then come with me, or you’ll see what I am capable of, my dear son.” It takes a toll on him not to drove away and just strangled Lauren on the road. With her, his patience was already running short, but imagine who he detest that the bride he was promised was Raquel’s sister. Grace Roswell. The woman, whom her husband is having an affair with. How disgusting. “I don’t need your opinion here.” Lauren was strict. “What matters is that we can benefit from one another.”

I look around and the so much effort i put into designing our home laugh at me in mockery, i did so much to make it perfect, to make it match his taste but where is he? He's not with another lady is he? No, he can't be with another lady. He promised me that he cut all ties with Dora, his secretary. He began sleeping with her immediatly we got married and i went through a alot to get her out of his life, our lives. How about, Cynthia, Felicia, Muna and the rest of those other ladies he had an affair with in the twelve months of our marriage. If he's with another woman, then it's all my fault. He complains about my bedroom game and i know i need to practice more. I do all manner of things, eve

And then, in a whisper so small I wasn’t sure it came from me, I revealed one more secret to my close friend. “My husband is cheating on me.”

The blanket rolled off his body and my eyes landed on the bulge between my legs. "You were the one who seduced me last night, Lily. And what's wrong with what we did? We're married." "And you're fcking another woman while we're married, Rogue!" He smirked. "That's what's exciting, right? Besides, you don't have the right to complain about Mari. She's my girlfriend even before you lure me into this marriage." I gritted my teeth. "Get out." He smirked again and leaned to me. I squeezed my eyes closed as his manly scent filled my nose.

Not to mention all the affairs they had, as they had fights, separations and mutual betrayals. During his business trips where he was engaged in maintaining businesses and construction, he had partners, he was able to keep his lovers secret, but she was not so discreet. It was then that she cheated on her husband, she was very sexual, unlike her, who kept her social lovers and colleagues secret. This housewife wants to satisfy her desires, gossip travels at the speed of light, the man had already heard rumors of an affair here and there, he found out about the affairs, he wanted to resolve it, he wanted to change.

My husband always had a thing for his secretaries. Some men liked older women, some men had no control of who they slept with, some liked them short, some tall, but my husband... my husband liked his secretaries. And he changed them like ragdolls whenever he was done with them. With the first two women, I thought his affairs were mistakes... Just an urge he had those two moments. But the third time, I found out it was a pattern. "You should be grateful I only cheat with my secretaries." That was what he'd said to me when I caught him in his office.

His green eyes were fixed on Damien’s who was a prey toying with its predator. “It's been a while, hubby” The single sentence landed on Damien like a punch which was heavy. The word was a gut punch. Damien clenched his jaw. No one knew. No one could know. Their marriage—buried in secrecy, hidden from the world—was supposed to be a ghost of the past. Yet here Lucas stood, breathing life into a scandal Damien couldn’t afford. “Lucas,” Damien said, keeping his voice even. “I was never expecting you here.”

Dad. I knew he was cheating. I’d suspected it for years. But seeing the evidence, the messy aftermath of his “business,” made the bile rise in my throat. Another illusion cracking. Another lie in this perfect fucking family. I wanted to march down there and confront him, to scream at the hypocrisy. But right now? Right now my body was screaming louder for something else. Gray. His touch. His rejection. The way his hand had felt around my neck. Fuck him.

After my husband picked up his secretary and our son, they went into the hotel for a business meeting. Photos of them were trending online. I gave him a call to ask him about it, but he hung up on me impatiently. “I’m meeting a client. Obviously, we’re meeting at the hotel! Can you stop being unreasonable?” I was busy contacting IT support to retract the trending topics. Two hours later, I received a call from the emergency department of the hospital. When I reached the hospital, my son was already dead.

“Instead of hiding? Instead of pretending?” I froze, my stomach twisting. “No,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “I can’t do that. I won’t.” His brows rose, and he let out a humorless chuckle. “Can’t or won’t? Because there’s a difference. What’s the use, Lia? What’s the point in keeping this secret when…..” He paused, leaning in just enough to sting. “—when your husband already has another woman?” Oh my God this guy didn’t just do that, how dare he say that to me, though it was the truth but honestly I didn’t want to hear any of this at all.