Revenge For A Cheating Husband Novels & Stories

“You’re married?” “It’s none of your business, Catherine.” “None of my business?! You claim you love your late wife so much that you are taking out your anger on your poor child, yet you got yourself a replacement wife?” “She’s not a replacement!” He snapped. “No one can ever replace Anna.” “Then what happened?” He looked away, finding it hard to tell her. “She got pregnant, okay? I’m starting afresh here, I don’t want the cops attention, so I had to marry her.”

Anthony asked while holding his cup of coffee and staring at me. My plan? I stirred the iced tea I was drinking with its straw. "Revenge, I want to see him suffer!" I answered him and then I took a sip of the iced tea I was drinking. I want to see him suffer and experience what I felt when I lost Yumi. Anthony slowly put his coffee cup on the table and looked at me seriously. "Are you sure of what you want to do to take revenge on your husband?" Anthony asked me again, he has asked me this several times but I still have the same answer.

"Come on. Don't tell me that's why you didn't even bother to greet me when you came back. You shouldn't let that bother you. It's just cleaning, so..." "Are you kidding me? It's just cleaning? Is my wife meant to clean the house when you have a maid you pay to do that for you? It's acceptable if you don't have a maid, but you have a maid. Have you been doing worse to her while I was away?" He scoffs angrily, as he clenches his fists beside him. "Is it because of that thing you're talking to me in that manner? Is it because of that street urchin yours disrespecting me? That gold digger?" Mrs. Thompson scoffs angrily.

Henry explained truthfully. "Join him? I'm not interested in that!" Chandler shook his head and turned him down without a moment's hesitation. All his loved ones died at the hands of the cruel Scarlet Thief, leaving him the only survivor. All these years, he spent lonesome days planning the perfect revenge, intending to avenge his family's deaths! This was the only thing keeping him alive, and now that he was yet to carry out his perfect revenge, he had no time to dally in nonsense like this!

Ahaana Vincenzo Dantzler and his gaze only feels like a threat of a mosquito that I'll suck your blood but then my one small move towards him will make him crushed under my palms. And, yeah I'm angry with him as I still remember the words of Ms. Sera about her father and his relationship with another woman that caused her mother's death. When I was thinking about how to punish him for cheating on his wife who loved him to her core, I heard him yelling at me. Poor man, he already yelled at me and got my man's anger for him and now hearing him it looks like he is not going to be crushed by my hands but my husband as I can already feel Vincenzo looking at him even when he is still looking down.

“Because I know it was love.” He started touching things around the office, papers, the edge of the desk, a pen...like he owned the place. It irritated me. It felt deliberate. Like he was trying to provoke me. “You,” he said suddenly, turning toward me, “look like a vindictive woman.” I raised a brow. “After you found out about Ryan cheating and having kids outside of your marriage, you went all in on revenge. And what better way than his own brother?” My expression didn’t change, but inside, I was stunned.

I gasped, feeling offended by her accusation. “That’s not true! That’s not what I’m planning at all!” “Then why do you want me to help you catch your husband cheating? What’s in it for you?” She asked suspiciously. I sighed, knowing that she wouldn’t believe me if I told her the truth. The truth was that I wanted revenge. I wanted to make my husband suffer for betraying me. I wanted to expose him in front of everyone and humiliate him like he had humiliated me. But I couldn’t tell her that. She would think I was crazy or pathetic or both. So I lied.

“Wow… didn’t see that coming.” “Yeah, I know. Not exactly the kind of thing anyone says on a normal day.” He chuckles. “No, definitely not. But why?” “I want to get back at my husband,” I say flatly. “I caught him cheating on me last week— in our bedroom. I want to do the same to him.” “Wow.” His gaze sharpens, drifting over me with new interest. “You’re bold. And I like it.” He lifts his glass, downs the last of his champagne, and sets it back on the table with a soft click. “Cash or transfer?”

“What do you mean?” Aurelia leaned forward, her voice lowering conspiratorially. “Didn’t you hear? His wife died under mysterious circumstances, and he remarried the very next day. Took over G Group like it was his birthright. Everyone knows it wasn’t his to begin with. I wouldn’t put it past him to have orchestrated her death.” Elowen’s fingers tightened imperceptibly around the armrest of her chair, but her face remained a picture of calm. “I’d give anything to take him down,” Aurelia continued, her voice trembling with barely concealed rage. “If his ex-wife were alive, I’d help her in a heartbeat. That devil deserves to lose everything he’s stolen.”

“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.