My Husband Cheated With My Bully Novels & Stories

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?

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.

"Maybe this answer sounds too strange, but it really is the only answer. "I was attacked, insulted, and nearly driven to death because I bought my son that tie. "But more importantly, while I was investigating the truth, I stumbled onto something else. "My husband, whom I’ve been with for fifteen years, ten of which we were married for, has been cheating on me since the beginning of our marriage." The comment section exploded. [Wait, what kind of plot twist is this?] [Can you stop dodging the question? What does this have to do with everyone hating you?]

Involuntarily, I tried to dodge him, especially when I saw the glaring red lipstick mark left by Hayley on his face that stirred up my anger. Struggling to break free from him, but to no avail. My struggles only ended up making his hold tighter, his cigar-flavored breath in proximity. I suddenly felt so pathetic. When other wives caught their husbands cheating, they would beat the hell out of the cheating couple. But me, I couldn't do anything to my husband and that cheap woman. "Let me go, jerk!" "Honey, calm down, I have something to say." "I don't want to hear it, this is between the two of you."

I never got it. In just three years of being married to Bruce, he became a monster, he abused me, physically and emotionally while he cheated on me multiple times with my twin sister. Ella got reign over me, she became everything I ever was and more. She took my company, my parents gave it to her. I was married now and my husband had it all, they said. Ironic, right? And don't even get me started on my 'anonymous secret boyfriend' Bryan, who turned out to be fraud and was actually hired by my husband to dupe me into divorcing him so he could be with the love of his life.

Cooper inquired, raising a brow. “Bella has been married before, and she has a child,” he revealed A frown appeared on his mother’s face as she narrowed her gaze at him. She didn’t immediately judge even though she didn’t already like with the story was going. “What happened? Why did her marriage crash?” “Infidelity,” Richard answered. “He cheated on Bella with his colleague and got the woman pregnant. He refused to end things with his mistress, so Bella had to file for divorce.” Mrs. Cooper shook her head. “What a bastard!” She seemed angered on Bella’s behalf for the kind of husband she married.

I was slow by nature, always a beat behind in matters of love. It was Julian who loved me, who took me exactly as I was, who married me against everyone's objections. I thought I was the luckiest woman alive. Until the fifth year of our marriage, when I stumbled onto the secret between Julian and my sister. They'd been carrying on behind my back for a long time. They'd even had the gall to make a baby together. He ruffled my hair, gentle as ever, his voice soft and doting. "I've fallen for your sister. The same way I once fell for you." "You could be generous about it. Accept her. Accept us." Every drop of blood in me seemed to freeze, and the tears wouldn't stop. I didn't scream. I d

"I said I didn't—" Stefano's fingers dug in hard, his eyes boring straight through me as he cut me off again. "Lie to yourself all you want. I'm done listening." So that was it. I'd walked right into Isla's trap. And my husband of seven years took her word for it without a second thought. Seven years of us, just gone. I didn't fight back when he hauled me to the car. What was the point? At the hospital, Stefano marched me straight to Isla's room. Doctors crowded in.

My stomach churned as I climbed the stairs, each step feeling like a lifetime. When I reached the door, it was slightly ajar. I peeked inside, my breath catching in my throat. There he was, my husband, tangled in the sheets with another woman. I didn’t cry. Or do nothing. I just stood there, frozen, as the reality of my marriage hit me like a brick wall. For years, I had tried. I had been the perfect wife, the forgiving wife, the wife who looked the other way. But this? This was the final straw.

“He’s lying. He was my husband, and now he has an affair baby with Celine Jones. I’ll swear on every word in court.” There was an uproar. Jonas panicked, explaining in disbelief, “Sorry, everyone. Her condition is acting up again! She developed schizophrenia after we broke up.” He even took out a medical report. It was not a bad plan, accusing me of mental illness so everyone would disregard what I said. He then ordered his bodyguards to gag me and drag me away. That was just what the world was like. Only the strong had the right to speak. He came prepared… but I was not going to lose.