Indian Wife Cheating Novels & Stories

"He's married with kids. I can't.... I'm just tired." "You left your husband because he cheated and went to another woman's husband. This time, not only that you had sex with him, you went on to get pregnant for him. Who even told you that cheating back was the best? Now you have loosed your husband and you are pregnant for another's woman's husband." Jade was starting to get angry at her as she talk. She was loosing it. "I don't know what came over to me."

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

I asked, my voice barely coming out. "I wish if had married, Divya instead of you. At least she has a good reputation, she is compatible with my son. And I am glad that Agastya is getting some sense and doing what he should have done earlier". My breath stuck in my throat as if someone is choking me. Tears blurred my vision. How could she say something like that? Isn't she a woman too? But wait, she is a cheater too. She cheated on her husband had a kid outside of her marriage. And she still cheats on her husband.

The timeline and corporate entities perfectly matched my history. Finally, an entertainment account dropped "internal chat logs" and claimed my arranged marriage had always been part of a calculated scheme to take over Henderson Group. According to their narrative, I had blown the situation with Archie out of proportion because I was jealous and couldn't stand seeing him and Valerie genuinely in love. To top it off, they dug up photos of Stacey and me from years ago, saying we had been romantically involved for ages and staged this entire sequence together. Three heavily manipulated hashtags climbed up the list of trending topics.

But when I start to refuse his touch then he got aggressive and say that it's my duty as his wife. He knows that I didn't tell anyone about his cheating. Only me and his brother and sister in law knows about this. Thinking about Shaina future I start to feel depressed and shut down off everyone. My only world is my baby Shaina. I just live only for her. Now I feel no love for Veer. If he cheats then let him cheat I start to avoid him. I don't care about him anymore. But I can't live like that so I plan to think that I have to find a way to get out from this. So I plant a bug in his phone at night when he goes to sleep.

She warned looking at him from head to toe in amazement. "You don't understand, I need to know where they took my wife, I am disappointed in her... Can you help me, I need her to know that I know she is cheating on me. "Your wife?" He did in surprise. "Yes, that girl's name is Luz Alessandra, 25 years old, do you want me to give you all her data? Because I do, I'm a good husband, don't you think it's unfair to be cheated like that? "I'm sorry." I said now looking for something in the drawer.

Author's p.o.v Abhinav frowned his brows and stood up from the sit. He tried to say something when Apeksha said with a crooked smile, " Trust me, this time your money and power will not help you". Abhinav asked with a calm yet dangerous voice," Is it any kind of joke, officer? Have you lost your mind? Apeksha came forward and said sarcastically," It's reality, Mr Abhinav Agnihotri. Your wife Devika Agnihotri has complained a case against you on domestic violence and Marital rape".

Infact her absence was increasing my love for her. I was at home one Friday morning, hoping to go on vacation with my son when I got a call from home. Lakshmi was cheating on me. I knew it already. So I asked my friend to tail her while I was in China. I was a bit shaken but what got me mad was when it was revealed to me that Yashmi isn't mine but her lover's.

Every month a cycle of hope and heartbreak, every night a reminder of failure, every embrace a duty more than a desire. Still, she forced a small nod. “I know.” He reached for her hand under the blanket, his grip warm, searching. “Let’s not give up. God’s timing is perfect, Emelia. We have to keep believing.” She swallowed hard, unable to find words. His faith was unwavering, his heart good. And yet, in the pit of her soul, she knew belief wasn’t her problem. It was desire. Because even now, as her husband pleaded for closeness, her thoughts were elsewhere—drawn to another man who had no right to occupy her.

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”