Revenge Cheating Husband Novels & Stories

Her ex traced her to my house and she moved back to her house the next day. I went to visit her and caught them red-handed having sex, I have the pictures and videos and I submitted them yesterday. My wife Isabella has cheated on me without any restraint or respect. She obviously doesn't want the marriage anymore which is fine. I deserve compensation for the emotional and mental torture she has put me through and what I and demanding is the hospital which has my blood and sweat in it." The judge stared at Isabella who was staring at Hamzat with a shocked expression and said, "Mrs. Hamzat, what do you have to say in your defense? Has all that your husband said, the truth?"

"Two or three martinis seemed to have quite a bonding effect on both of us, though." "So, she shared secrets, too?" he said as he slid his hands down and took two handfuls of luscious, wet ass. "She sure did. Which is how we got to your birthday present proposition," she replied grabbing his ass, too. "It seems she caught her husband cheating so she wants revenge sex."

’ ‘When? I palmed my face, tears welled up in my eyes. “ I'm confused as you are, Grace. Keaton has been cheating with Grace behind closed doors and here I was painting him a sheep whereas he's a snake…” A tear dropped from my face. Grace immediately walked to my seat and hugged me. “ I'm so sorry, Racheal. I didn't know about this” She said, giving me her unwavering support. “ I was a good wife, Grace. Did practically everything for Keaton and our son. But what did he do in return? He cheated on me with nobody other than my own secretary” I lamented. “ My secretary, Grace!”

Tears streamed down her face. "You bastard! How dare you slap me? I'm calling the police for domestic abuse!" She looked at Lilith, sobbing uncontrollably. "Mom, you have to take revenge for me! Smash his face!" Lilith didn't dare lay a hand on me. I used to let her hit and yell at me. I never fought back, only because she was my wife. But now, with everything broken and divorce looming, it was the first time she'd seen me lose control. She trembled in fear, afraid I might hit her too.

I mused within myself as my conscience began to judge me. “I don’t think it’s right for me… it’s not right for me to betray my husband.” I stated out loud, but I swiftly shook my head sideways. “I caught him cheating just two weeks ago, despite when he even claimed he doesn’t want to have sex for a whole month just to preserve himself for us to have a better time.” I whispered as I slowly began to make up my mind. The memory of his betrayal made heat flood my core, and I felt my pussy grow wetter, as if my body was demanding revenge through pleasure

Calvin continued. "You cheated with your wife's sister, and you even have an illegitimate daughter. It's no surprise your wife would want to get revenge on you. If you're going to cheat, at least cover your tracks properly. You need to be more capable if you want to follow in my footsteps," Reynard mocked smugly. "You chose an idiot for a wife, so you have no one to blame but yourself," he added. The next second, a figure lunged toward him, and pain shot through his cheek.

"James, please… tell me the truth." James pulled away from her, his expression cold and distant. "I said it’s nothing, Paulina. Stop being paranoid." But Paulina couldn’t shake the dread that filled her heart. Was her husband cheating on her?.

Perhaps it does. She stared back at me blankly as if trying to process what I just said. She clenched her jaw tightly, slowly retracting her hand from my grasp as she scoffed. “What exactly do you need forgiveness for?” She huffed, squinting her eyebrows as she continued. “I mean, what exactly should I forgive you for? Is it for taking advantage of my feelings for you by tricking me into marrying you knowing you never loved me? Is it for cheating on me with Emily whom you claimed to be your friend? Or…” she scoffed, shaking her head. “Or is it for drugging me? Which of them should I forgive you for?” Her eyes were filled with hatred and disgust as they gazed into mine, and I bit my lip.

I remembered surviving on tiny moments of affection from someone who treated basic kindness like a reward I needed to earn. “You moved on fast,” he murmured quietly. That did it. I pulled the phone away briefly, staring at it in disbelief before bringing it back slowly. “Fast?” My voice came lower now. “You cheated on me.” “I know.” “You embarrassed me publicly.” “I said I know.” “You slapped me.” The silence afterward stretched for so long that his breathing became the only thing I could hear from his side. Then finally, “I was angry.” The answer shattered something inside me instantly. Because even now, after everything, a part of him still believed there were explanations large enough to

“That’s what the medical records I requested show. As a patient of the hospital, I have access to that information.” I held up Anais’s medical records. Clear. Conclusive. Undeniable. The crowd erupted. Murmurs turned into shouts. “He abandoned his pregnant wife for his mistress!” “And she lied about being pregnant!” Matt sank deeper with every word spoken, and a bitter satisfaction ran through my body. “You’re just jealous!” Anais finally screamed. “Matt prefers me over you!” It was her turn to fall. I had originally planned for Matt to pay the price alone—but the truth was, Anais was just as guilty. And I had no problem enjoying the revenge I had prepared for her as well.