Indian Wife Cheating Novels & Stories

I dreaded to hear the answer which I already knew. "Mrs Ridhima Ahuja." I felt like someone just slapped me across my face. The reality hit me like a hurricane. I was right....they are in a relationship. I couldn't hold it in any longer and broke down. I didn't even know why I was crying.... it's not like we love each other or this marriage was anything important. Yet, I feel cheated and....hurt. It's killing me to think that Kaif.....my husband is.....Ya Allah!

Mishka said and Christian held her hand, intertwining their fingers. “You regret your decision?” The host asked. “Absolutely, and I’ll regret it till the last breath of my life. He was a blessing in disguise, but I didn’t recognise him and bring misery to myself and to him.” Mishka answered. “I was his even when I had our memories and he was mine even when he forgot if I ever existed.” The host smiled, looking at them, “Moving to the next one. Is My Indian Wife a real love story or should I ask if it’s your story?” She arched an eyebrow.

No matter how much I tried to bury my head in the sand, I knew that this was clear evidence she was cheating on me. Everything made sense now. Winona did not want me to work at Pinnacle Hotel because she was afraid I would run into her and her lover. She had apologized to me with a kiss to dispel my doubts. As for refusing to do it with me, she wanted to keep herself pure for her man. We had been together for five years. She once won me over by donating a kidney to me. Now, she cheated on me, turning me into an absolute joke of a man.

“By the way, are you trying to put doubt in my mind?” Christian stood up, “I am still not in the favour of this contract marriage, but looking at the way you are behaving, it appears you loved Christian Knight and not Christian.” “Are they two different people? Come on, I love you, goddamn it, with or without Knight title. It’s just I care about how much hard work you have put in to become the CEO and I don’t want your jerk cousin to snatch everything from you.” “Right, you care about me more than me. Anyway, I should go back home and prepare myself for My Indian Wife.” He said and walked out, slamming the door on her face.

During this period, Georgia called me countless times. At first, it was all insults. She called me ruthless and accused me of abandoning her to survive on her own. Later, it turned into begging. She cried and pleaded with me to help her family for the sake of our eight-year marriage. “Simon, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I shouldn’t have gotten involved with Fernando. I shouldn’t have listened to his nonsense. I’ve always loved you! “Simon, if you’re willing to invest in our company again, I’ll do anything for you! I’ll even beg on my knees!”

But I do. And it ticks every part of me off. I hate that I do but I can’t help it. My wife is busy having dinner with another man on a non-friendly basis and I cannot stomach that in. Any man living in this country must have seen her on tv the moment we got married, so this person is either daringly bold to carry on with this date after seeing her in person or just plain stupid. I’m sure it’s the latter. The audacity has me baffled.

She paused, then added, "The kitchen is making your favorite fish and chips tonight. I'll have dinner with you, so make sure you come downstairs." "Got it." I left the study with her blazer over my shoulders. But as I passed the hallway, I took it off and casually draped it over the railing. When I returned to my room, my phone lit up with a screenshot of a wire transfer from my mother-in-law, Evelyn Sinclair. It was a cool 100 million dollars. Right after, she sent another text message. "Does my foolish daughter still think she's being considerate? And that she's the ultimate catch for a wife?"

Because of everything that happened, we didn't make it to Mom's for the holiday. She called me to ask why, and the moment she heard I was getting a divorce, she tore into me. "Are you stupid? At your age? You think you're still young and good-looking? Whatever you did wrong, go apologize and fix it." I could barely get the words out without choking up. "Renee cheated on me with some young guy." Mom went quiet for a second, but it didn't last. "How useless do you have to be for your own wife to cheat on you?"

But what she said next made my blood boil. “can't you see what happened in this room? your husband took advantage of my daughter and still you are here standing as if nothing wrong had happened in this room. I am sure that people like you never waiver because of these incidents. You will still be with Karan even after he cheated on you again and again. And why not he is not handsome but is the youngest billionaire. Why would a girl like you let him go from your grip how dare she say something like this about my wife?

Krish looked down at her and then up feeling helpless and angry both. People standing there noticed how she held his wrist and stopped him and they gasped. While some commented how Dia has control over him. And some said maybe she has an affair with him and that's why she is here leaving her own husband overseas for Krish. Hearing this Dia's eyes flung opened and she looked at them with a amused look. While Krish fumed hearing people commenting on her character and growled at them making them shiver. "Don't dare to cross your limits.. Miss. Leena. I know you are too unsatisfied with your life as your husband left you for someone else. But not everyone is like your husband or your husband's n