Novel & Cerita Novels About Cheating

Add the fines for fraud, misuse of corporate funds, and illegal occupation of my property, he would not be able to pay it all off even in his next lifetime. Not long after, a headline trended across every major platform. [Beran Corp Heiress Demands $1.6 Billion from Cheating Husband in Damages.]

Whitney panicked as well, screaming hysterically, "Shut the hell up, Simon! Say one more word, and I'll rip your tongue out!" "You two know perfectly well if I'm just spouting so-called lies." I eyed them frostily. "Whitney, I've tolerated you for a very long time. Did you really think you did such a good job hiding all your dirty little secrets? Did you seriously believe that I'm one of those blind, idiotic husbands you see in soap operas, the ones who have no clue their wives are cheating on them?" My gaze swept across the room, taking in the people who'd loudly called for me to be reported to the police.

Neven was going to see her tonight and realize, in one shattering second, exactly what he’d lost. I’d known he had some girl on the side, caught a glimpse of her once when he came to my office, barely registered, didn’t give a damn. Until I found out he’d been cheating on JaneVera the whole time and the other one wasn’t just a fling, she was the replacement. And I never expected him to be stupid enough to actually put a ring on that downgrade and call it a fiancée. And Janevera? No sentence on earth could capture how devastating she was right now, dressed like living sin, face carved from pure temptation. No words could do her justice.

I opened the unknown message first. "Nina, please, give me a chance to explain myself. What you saw wasn’t what it looked like. Please give me another chance. You can't throw away our years of relationship like that" Anger immediately filled my chest. Wasn’t cheating enough? Now he was trying to convince me that what I saw wasn’t real. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. Then I opened Liana’s message. Honestly, I already knew what she would say, but curiosity got the better of me.

One who refused to divorce, supposedly to keep enjoying the comforts of marriage while secretly meeting her lover. I had to admit, my "perfect children" had gone to great lengths to frame me. The moment the so-called evidence was revealed, the gallery erupted. "Oh my God, she seemed so proper, I never expected her to be so shameless!" "Exactly! Her husband treats her so well, their kids are devoted, and she still cheats. Truly ungrateful!" "At her age too, doing something so scandalous. It's embarrassing for all women!" The hateful whispers and scorn hit me like a wave.

His face turned serious, and he headed toward Nelly’s room. Nelly said: “What happened between you and Adel? You were in a loving relationship, spending a honeymoon as I thought.” Naomi said, her face sad and pale: “He cheated. It seems I chose the wrong man from the very beginning. He cheated on me again.” Nelly asked: “Did he marry her?” Naomi replied: “He didn’t marry her—he just cheated on me with her. But why is he sleeping on the couch?” Nelly said: “I can no longer stand to look at him after he traveled and left me. What you’re saying only increases my hatred for him. He betrayed me too, not just you.”

He once swore he would be my husband, that we would be together for life. When he was a teenager, he moved abroad with his family. At the airport, he clutched my hand, sobbing, begging me to wait—promising he would come back. I waited. And waited. But he never returned. The tenderness of youth faded with time. I found a new love, a new marriage. I thought happiness would last forever. But I never imagined my husband's heart would belong to another woman. And that my unborn child would become nothing more than the lifeline to his so-called "true love."

Hashtags like #NickEmotionallyAbusesWife, #TheTruthBehindEliteMarriages, and #AshleySuffersInSilence shot to the top of the trending charts. Countless misled netizens flooded my livestream account, cursing me as a spoiled rich man who had driven his wife into another man's arms. It was Brian's final strike—his last desperate attempt to flip the narrative and cast himself as a victim. "Do you want me to handle this?" Chelsey asked, her tone like ice as she scrolled through the venomous comments on her tablet. I shook my head. "No need. He's just a clown dancing on borrowed time." I didn't respond. I didn't defend myself because I knew lies collapse on their own. Truth doesn't need to shout.

Because the location was so massive, navigating to the appropriate section could take an interminable amount of time. When I entered their section of the store, the clerk acknowledged my presence with a greeting. She gave me a charming grin before directing my attention to the shelves that were stacked with romance novels. There were also other sections, such as those devoted to fantasy, science fiction, horror, mystery, thrillers, and biographies. In addition to that, I chose some books that were focused on management and business. I never gave up the hope that the Alpha king would give me permission to enroll in a college of my choice. Despite this, I always had the ambition to pursue a ca

I had been completely played! Why? Why would she do this to me? Reflecting on our year of marriage, I had done everything I could to care for Donna, fearing that I'd ever let her down. Yet, she still chose to cheat on me with another guy! Or rather, two! My chest heaved with rage, and it felt like I was about to explode. "Shameless Donna!" I muttered under my breath, hailing a taxi to follow that car. As the scenery outside changed, my expression darkened even more.