Revenge For A Cheating Husband Novels & Stories

“I am saying that I want to take revenge against my cheating boyfriend. And I want your wife to feel the same pain I have now.” “Ah, I think—” I move closer to him and press my lips to him. He’s taller than me, so I need to tiptoe to reach him. He didn’t move and didn’t respond as well. I pull back from him. “I’ve told you already! Your wife is cheating on you! Why are you not getting angry?!” “As angry as you are with your boyfriend?” “Ex,” I correct. “But yes!” “And so, you want to have sex with the husband of the cheating wife?”

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.

“You won’t have anyone else! And I don’t give a damn about the allowances in the contract! Anyone who even tries will simply be eliminated!” “Don’t challenge me, dear husband!’’ I shot back, furious beyond measure. Oh, he had some nerve! “Otherwise, revenge cheating will become my personal obsession! And when a woman has a goal—trust me—she’ll always find a way to achieve it,” I hissed right into the bastard’s face. “A guard, a waiter, a parent at school, a friendly neighbor—anyone with a dick will do!”

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

She ran a thriving interior design firm, her name known and respected in the business world, and to the outside world, she was the picture of confidence and contentment. But behind her calm smile, Elara carried a heavy burden. Every time she closed her eyes, she remembered the man who had once been her world: Kian Vance. The man who had been her husband, her partner, her everything—until he had turned cold, distant, and cruel. One day, without warning, he had filed for divorce, stripped her of the assets they had built together, and told her in a voice as cold as ice: “You are not worthy of being my wife. Leave my life and never return.”

Because that was how it started but that wasn’t what it became. “You got those shares back when nobody thought it was possible. You rebuilt what was already collapsing. And what did she do? She left,” Charles continued, his voice tightening. “You were married to her through an arrangement you didn't choose, and you still went through all of that for her. And she couldn't wait. She left. And now she's back for revenge, like you are the villain in her story" Something in my chest twisted, but I didn’t interrupt him because part of me had asked those same questions.

- Imagine a handsome, intelligent man sucking on your wife's beautiful breasts. My fist slams harshly on the office table, startling everyone. - That will never happen! I will never allow it! I will kill anyone who lays their hands on her! - And why? You did it! - It's not the same, I'm a man! - And what's the difference? Imagine she decides to take revenge? That she decides to give you back what you gave her? I start to go crazy just imagining her cheating on me! It can't happen! It mustn't happen! Damn it, what have I done?

She yanked Lucy back by her hair, causing her nipple to come out of Vince's mouth with a pop. "Aah!" Lucy wailed as she flattened on the desk on her back. "JASMINE!" Vince thundered angrily as he pushed her away. Jasmine staggered, barely holding herself together. With tears burning in her eyes and the image of her husband cheating on her with his stepmom burning into her memory— she took a step forward and connected a slap with his face. "HOW DARE YOU!" Jasmine shrieked. Her shoulders sagged under the weight of pain she was feeling. She gritted her teeth and tried not to give in under the weight as she eyed her husband, who was still smirking bitterly at her.

Martha swallows her saliva, without saying much; she takes a picture from outside the window and hastily leaves the scene. In reality, Martha doesn't immediately go home; instead, she goes to her secret apartment and stays there in silence. It's not easy for Martha to accept this bitter reality; she still can't believe what she saw with her own eyes. Damian, the man she has fought for and boasted about, turns out to be cheating while she's pregnant. Martha repeatedly looks at her phone; she wants to contact Damian and test his honesty. Unfortunately, Martha doesn't have the courage to do it. She puts her phone back and covers her face.

Why did I think everything changed after his confession of love—another lie? He cheated on me with my sister. I felt no anger towards her, no surprise, no emotion whatsoever. I had stopped having any emotions towards her years ago. I wasn’t even surprised she chose to sleep with my husband. Nothing she does surprises me. I saw Ryan’s figure emerging from the house through my rearview mirror. No. Not again. I don’t want to hear his lies again. I’m done. I reversed out of the driveway, his shouts of my name echoing in my wake.