Hope He Cheats Novels & Stories

Hoping not to anger Hope even further. “Oh, I see,” smiled Hope. Happy once again. “That’s good to hear,” she fluttered her eyelashes at him hoping to soften his demeanour towards her. But she failed terribly. Caleb saw straight through all of her tricks. He’d been around the block before and known girls just like Hope.

I asked, my heart was beating so fast. “He asked my name and when is my birthday. He said our conversation should be a secret,” she paused and giggled. “But you love him, so I will tell you.” I swallowed hard. Oh God! He really suspects that Hope is his daughter. I bit my bottom lip. “Uhm…did he ask something else?” “He asked who Uncle Tom was.” My eyes squinted a little. Even that? “What did you say?” “I told him Uncle Tom was very nice to us. And he likes wearing dresses like you,” Hope answered innocently.

"Lydia, I know I was wrong! I never should have betrayed you! I was a fool!" Lorenzo and I exchanged a brief, knowing glance. Let the show begin. "It was all Sofia! She manipulated me for five years!" Marco cried, fat tears streaming down his bruised face. "The only one I have ever truly loved is you! Please, just give me one more chance!" A few guests began to whisper, but most watched with detached amusement. In this world, a public downfall was the highest form of entertainment. "Sir, this is a private ceremony," two of Lorenzo's guards said, moving discreetly toward Marco. "You need to leave."

A broken laugh escaped me, bitter and hollow. “For years, Grandma... I begged him to touch me. I begged him to look at me the way a husband should look at his wife, but he always pushed me away. He always had an excuse. I thought maybe he was stressed... maybe I wasn't enough... Maybe something was wrong with me.” I swallowed hard as another sob threatened to escape. “Never—not even once—did I think he was capable of cheating on me. I trusted him with everything I had. I loved him so completely that the possibility of another woman never even crossed my mind.” I lowered my head, tears slipping freely down my cheeks.

She turned her face away, avoiding my gaze. A dull ache spread through my chest. I could understand if she had made a mistake. But if her heart had already gone to another man, then there was nothing left to salvage. Even so, a sliver of hope lingered deep inside me. Seeing that I wasn't getting angry and was still clinging to Kayleigh, Gerald's expression darkened. "You already got a taste of something so expensive. Why don't you get lost now? Or are you planning to stick around for our wedding banquet?"

“And what if he doesn’t. Why would he bring his cheating home?. If you ask me, that’s a foolish thing to do and i know he isn’t that foolish.” “Come on, trust me on this one.” “Okay, I have a wilder plan but let’s bet on it.” “What do you mean?.” “Do you think he’s cheating? Yes or no?.” All of a sudden, I couldn’t find the words. Part of me knew he was and the other just hoped that somehow like a speck of dust in the air, I was wrong. “Maybe.” I avoided his eyes. “No! You have to pick a definite answer.”

Howard begged me, “Philip, tell them not to take any photos…” As I stared at him, I found the situation ridiculous. He had slept with my wife, had spent my money, and had caused my daughter to be neglected; he had basically never once considered that I was his childhood friend. However, the moment he was feeling embarrassed, he thought he could ask me for help. I said nothing and only hugged Dolce tighter.

"It's already way past midnight! Why are you so late?" I was already exhausted from the sudden overtime work I had to put in. However, as soon as I sat down on the couch, he'd already started questioning me. Angrily, I snapped back, "You're the one who cheated, so why are you making such a huge fuss? You should be thankful that I'm even here in the first place!" As soon as he heard me call him a cheater, he froze for a split second. After recollecting his thoughts, he softened up and tried to justify himself. "I'm an award-winning A-list actor now, so you're not a good fit for me anymore."

"You didn't know? There was a competition years ago. If he had entered, with his talent, he would've won for sure. He would've had the chance to study abroad. A professor even flew in specifically for him. Unfortunately, my sister behaved terribly. "She made a deal with him. At the time, he said his girlfriend's company was about to collapse financially, so he accepted the money and withdrew. "That's why I felt guilty and came to apologize. You were the reason, weren't you?" I pressed a hand to my forehead. That senior had always been known in our department for being painfully straightforward. She said whatever she wanted, never caring who she offended. By the time I realized something was

Ethan became a headless chicken as he sputtered uselessly, "H-Honey, I can explain." My voice turned ice cold as I hissed, "Explain what? That the video is fake? Or that the fact that you're cheating on me is just a lie?" Ethan opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He looked like prey that'd gotten its throat stepped on by a predator, me. The captain shot me a sympathetic look. "Ms. Bender, this has nothing to do with you. You're free to go." I nodded, picked up my purse, and sauntered away.