Novel & Cerita Little Mr Cheater

As Crystal watched her mother being taken away, she burst into loud sobs. Her wailing echoed in the room as I handed the officers a backup of the mansion’s security footage. A short distance away, the reporter passed me his phone and signaled for me to check it. I was led to a social media platform. A video titled [Twist of Cheating Scandal: Wife Mistaken for the Mistress, Here’s the Shocking Truth…] had been uploaded. There was a bright red tag beside it. [Trending.]

"Oh, right. You said high-society marriages are just business deals. That keeping a young mistress is normal. "So let's say, for argument's sake, I did cheat. Scott broke our vows first. That would just make me a woman who knows how to play by the rules." I took a step to the side, just enough to dodge Joel's hand reaching for mine. "Besides—" My voice stayed even. "You've all been dying to know who really owns Vespera since the buyout, right?" Joel's head snapped toward me. The cold night air bit at my skin as I met his stare, my voice quiet but detached.

I hurry out of the house before I lose control of Roy. As the cab drives away I see Nikki’s little face peer out of the curtains, tear-streaked and wailing her poor little heart out. (Trevor P.O.V) “Nikki? Come on Little Luna, come eat your dinner. It’s mac and cheese, your favourite,” I tell her.

, he smirked softly, cocking his head back to his bedroom to punctuate his challenge. "I don't care either way, sir, the match's about to be on again in barely a minute," I shrugged, totally ignoring the way his eyes lingered on my reddened cheeks. Regardless, Mr. Kim took a seat next to me on the couch, a safe distance between the two of us as we concentrated on the fight. Trevor was, as usual, amazing at what he did and it was showing right then. It was silent for a few minutes and I thought my eyes could almost droop shut due to exhaustion but suddenly Mr. Kim's loud voice boomed through the rather empty house and I jumped in my seat. "That ref is a freaking cheater! Did you see how he-"

granny turned to Linc. He laughed. “Granny! Stop cheating! It’s impolite!” Linc started screaming. “And...done!” grandma screamed. She won! “Oh, The Greatest Pro. I bet everyone would laugh if they saw you losing to our granny!” I stated and started laughing with grandma. “High five!” We clapped our hands. “You are too boring, kiddo!” granny turned again to Linc. “Granny! You are a cheater!” Linc started complaining. “Yeah, tell me how I can cheat in the game, I have never seen before, and I’ll try to do it another time!” grandma stated and giggled.

"As long as you behave, we'll make sure you keep your title as Mrs. Donaldson." I almost laughed. This was the man I had loved for five years, and the Donaldson family that rose into prominence and everything they were today, under the quiet support of my dad and me. That was when Wayne's mistress, Valeria Meadows, approached me while holding the baby. Tears glistened in her eyes as she looked at me timidly. "This is all my fault, Mrs. Donaldson. If I hadn't given birth to the baby, you and Mr. Donaldson wouldn't be fighting all day.

I was taken aback when I found myself guffawing aloud. He inquired with an interested tone, "What's the matter?" I confronted him with this question while pointing to the floor next to him and exclaimed, "Did you just hum'my darling'?!!" He gave a few quick blinks of his eyes before erupting into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. "yeah. I guess I did." I rolled my eyes and let out a snort of laughter at her response. "It's so cheesy that I can almost smell the cheesy romance novel it comes from!" "It's so corny that I can almost smell the cheese!"

, will you make me better? I could hear the suggestiveness behind the text, my face immediately felt hot Red: Don’t be silly, I’m watching you right now . Michael : Obsessed much little Red Red : It’s a coincidence I looked back up at the TV, a smile graced his lips , it made me smile too Michael: Whatever you say Red Red : I’m not lying Michael: Okay little Miss Red Red : I’m not little Michael: Yeah, you are so big . I glared at the TV, even if he can’t see me . This little brat is teasing me

] [Shall I take you to the movies tonight? [Or we could travel. Didn't you say you wanted to see Shaylem Lake?] He sent message after message, the screen filling with words. But none received a reply. Then he saw my last reminder—telling him to come home and open his gift—and his expression softened. 'She must have fallen asleep,' he thought. 'That's why she hasn't answered.' "Drive faster," he urged the chauffeur. Half an hour later, he pushed open the front door. The house, lavishly dressed in ornate décor, greeted him with silence. At first glance, he didn't notice what was missing.

But now I knew—the guy who always put me first, who handed over company shares like it was nothing, could still cheat. "It's nothing," I said. "Someone called you earlier. I picked up, but they didn't say anything. Local number. Maybe a friend? Here." I handed him the phone, eyes locked on him. He took it like it was no big deal. "Probably a wrong number. Don't stress." But I saw it—that little finger twitch on the screen. I knew that move. He was lying. "Babe, why don't you go rest?" he said. "I just remembered a file at work I forgot to finish."