Reincarnated As My Husband's Mistress Reddit Novels & Stories

After what happened at the restaurant, I wasn't able to see her again. Before she left while thinking that my cousin who's pregnant was my mistress, I kissed her. Yes, it was a forced one. I didn't know why I couldn't control myself when I'm with her. My wife whom I am obsessed with. The woman who can turn me into someone so greedy,--------my Princess. "Hey, she's totally amazing." My father, Fergus De Villa said while looking at the screen of my phone. I nodded. "She's always been an amazing woman and wife."

Maybe I wouldn't be so angry. I swallowed. “What about your wife?” “And what about her?” He reiterated as if he didn't know what I meant. “Would she be okay with this?” I asked, trying to study his face. Of course she wouldn't! No woman would be okay with her husband having a mistress, but I was curious as to what his reply would be. He leaned forward and smiled. “Does she have to know?” The irritation in me bubbled up. “She's not even as beautiful as you are,” he continued.

A man and a woman entered, hand in hand. I lifted my head and froze. Even after eighteen years, I knew them instantly. One was my long-dead husband, Jeremy. The other, his mistress, Janey. The hall erupted into gasps and whispers. Yet my in-laws, seated in the place of honor, didn't even flinch. Not only were they unshaken by their son's resurrection, but they actually pulled Janey to their side and gave her a seat of honor. And Jeremy—the man whose ashes I had buried nearly two decades ago—strode right up to me.

"If you kill me, my husband will make sure that you will not see the daylight again!" "Husband?" Wendy repeated, approaching her. She grabbed her hair and pulled it. "You're just a mistress. A mistress doesn't have a husband, Lara. And besides, let me tell you a secret," she moved closer and whispered in her ear. "I won't return you to your sugar daddy!"

This is insane. People would be happy for me thinking it was Aryan. But wait! Aryan slept with me too. He did it twice. When he was drunk and when I seduced him. Oh goodness! Help me! What have I gotten myself into? Tears was about to drop then I remembered Anita was watching me. I raised my head remembering what she had done to me. She is my husband's mistress. "What are you still waiting for? Get out!" I said to Anita. We are not close.

Evelyn's POV When I found out my husband was cheating on me with 8 women, I decided to get even. The breeze off Lake Como felt amazing. Maddie and I were stretched out on lounge chairs at Lido Villa Olmo, sunbathing while analyzing the profiles of Sebastian’s eight mistresses on my iPad. “Jesus Christ!” Maddie slammed her coffee cup down on the saucer so hard it clattered like a tiny drum solo. The couple making out at the next table actually stopped kissing to stare at us.

A woman burning from the inside. “…maybe,” I whispered bitterly, “he wants to reopen the already open marriage.” I scoffed. Loudly. Dryly. Disgustedly. Elena Sinclair, the woman with a husband who paraded his pregnant mistress into their home, now being summoned like a child to breakfast. What a joke. I turned toward the closet and started yanking clothes, trying to find something that didn’t scream ‘you just woke up from a wet dream about a man who isn’t your husband.’

The usual brightness was long gone after working overnight for months. "Yvonne! Is that you inside?" My own voice snapped me out of my daze. I looked up at her, Veronica, standing with visible annoyance. "Yes. I am Yvonne," I said, gently lifting the kid onto the bed. My fingers twitched slightly, realizing that my body would shake at this point. But knowing that my husband's mistress inside my body, using my face and identity, made me sick. "Let's talk outside, my husband's mistress." I didn't hide the bitterness in my tone.

“As you can see in the video, I called it a quit with your husband. I don’t have anything to do with him anymore. You can call him to confirm…” Opula chuckled in mockery, “Oh really. The fact remains that you were seeing my husband. You have been sleeping with him until recently. You are the mistress that has been distracting my marriage. How dare you, Salsa. Have you forgotten how deep I bite when I am embarking on revenge, huh?”

Later on, she grinned. "Of course! This is yours, Soren. You know that I only have you as my man and we did 'it' many times and lately," my eyes widened at what I heard. Many times? Lately? Does that mean something happened to them just these past few days? Eventually, Rachel's gaze shifted to me. "Did you already know that I'm your husband's mistress?" She told me and I just gasped because of it. OMG, she is still proud that she's a mistress. Is it something to be proud of?