Infidelity Stories Novels & Stories

I kept my hands flat on the table. "The infidelity," Voss said. "Tell the court." "I was unfaithful," Aiden said. "More than once. I'm not going to minimize that or provide explanations that function as excuses. I made choices and those choices damaged my wife and my marriage and I have to live with that." "And the night Ms. Morrison left the marital home?" Aiden was quiet for a moment.

"Honey, can you please not do this? Just think about it; you were always the one starting fights between us! Thanks to you, our family's about to get torn apart!" I just chuckled icily while glaring at Elijah. At that moment, I felt that I could barely recognize him. "Do you think I'd start fights for no reason if not for the fact that you've been seeing another woman behind my back? You can't even stay loyal to me in our marriage, yet now you have the balls to blame me?" Now that I had chosen to expose Elijah's infidelity in his face, his expression shifted into one of disdain. "Ask around and you'll know that all rich men tend to have mistresses and underground lovers! You want me to accom

“He had a very hard time with his girlfriend’s infidelity.” “Infidelity? I had no idea,” she commented, though slowly, her waspish mind, she was beginning to understand why he behaved so withdrawn with the woman at the restaurant, Gia. “Yes. It wasn’t leaked in the media. He didn’t comment on it. Even though they lasted more than a year together. He was going to propose to her.” “They were really in love?” Melody felt nauseous suddenly. She knew he wasn’t a virgin or a saint before he met her, but the idea of him being on that level with Gia made her sick.

" I took a deep breath once I was done speaking. I didn't want to list out more examples anymore. "Joshua Tucker, just because you never had a physical relationship with Rosalind doesn't mean you never cheated on me. Emotional infidelity is just as bad as regular infidelity." Joshua was rendered speechless by my barrage of questions. He hung his head low, looking extremely dejected. He remained silent for a long time before finally replying hoarsely, "Alright. Let's get a divorce." The next day, I walked out of the courthouse. Then, I raised my head to look at the gray sky with narrowed eyes.

What happened? My first instinct was to open my messages. The first text came from an old friend. ‘Anastasia, are you okay?’ The second was worse. ‘Please tell me this isn't true’ Confused, I opened one of the links. A headline immediately appeared. ‘ANASTASIA BLACK ACCUSED OF CHEATING ON HUSBAND DURING MARRIAGE.’ My heart stopped. I opened another article. I kept going through different articles. Every single one told the same story. Anonymous sources claimed I had affairs throughout my marriage. Anonymous sources claimed Brandon had divorced me because of my infidelity. Anonymous sources claimed I had betrayed him.

I didn't speak. "Honey, I'm having a hard time not being with you." I almost vomited from what I heard from him. I want to give him an award. I wonder if he thinks I'm so stupid that I don't know that since I filed the annulment, they've been publicizing their affair? "Wait? Did you call a wrong number?" "No, Dianna. I actually called you." "Ah, as far as I know, everything is clear to us, Mr. Rodriguez. Maybe if you're not with your mistress right now and you want to flirt you should look for another girl, after all, you're good at that. Don't fool me. "

"You sweet talker, you. Too bad I didn't meet you before I was raped. Might be something there. I kind of like Mr. Thornhill too. He a nice man." "He is nice. However, you'd have to share me with three other women. I was already married five years when you were raped and I wouldn't have taken a second look at you before Julia became a slave. I didn't and still don't believe in infidelity. I guess my definition of infidelity has changed as a result of her slavery. Now, it has more to do with what the other person knows about and is willing to go along with, than a flat prohibition about sex with another person. I never would have imagined my life like this a year ago. Now it's hard to imagine

Since he was so excellent at it, I didn't mind helping him out by clarifying the extent of his shamelessness. As I pinned Liam down, I said, "On my birthday, he and my wife played a game that involved him shoving a tennis ball up her crotch. She ended up in the hospital because of it, and I was the one who performed the operation. "Later on, his wife found out that he had been blaming her for their infertility issues, so she divorced him. It seems even fate thinks he's a total scumbag, since he suffers from extremely poor sperm quality. There's close to zero chance of him ever having his own child.

I thought we were each other's true love, that we were soulmates. Now, all that seemed like a joke. I wanted to rush out and tear off their hypocritical masks right then and there. But reason stopped me. I quietly pulled the door open a crack. "Mr. Colby, I believe that your intention is sincere, but my sister has been missing for twenty years, and our family has been deceived too many times over the years. Do you have any concrete proof that she's my sister?" The man on the couch called Lucas Shaw spoke with a calm yet sharp tone.

My gut twisted as I thought of Charli ending up with the likes of this man. “No, she wasn't. It appeared it was an organic relationship. According to sources, his ex-mistress recently left for Europe to reevaluate her life. Not surprisingly, I can’t locate her. However, I haven’t had much time. "The interesting phenomenon of Infidelity is," she went on, "in my opinion, the reason for its success. Severus Davis didn't contact Infidelity for himself. Marisa Davis did." My eyes narrowed. "Is that his wife? Tell me, Deloris, don't you think that's a bit fucked up?"