Revenge On Cheating Wife Stories Novels & Stories

In her elegant bridesmaid’s gown, her hair and makeup flawless, she could have been any of Chelsea’s manicured clones, but the spark in her eyes set her apart. I made the mistake of asking Chelsea who she was the next day, setting my wife off on one of her jealous rants. I never mentioned Jessica again and did my best to stay away from all of Chelsea’s friends. I needed my reputation to remain spotless if my plan was going to work. Now, finally, it has. My wife fucked up, I have the proof, and I will finally be free. Free to return to my single life and free to fuck anyone I want, including Jessica Williams.

It was everything I'd been bottling up for far too long, finally breaking loose. Staring at the ugly evidence on the screen and thinking of the good times Fred and I once had made me feel as if my heart were being carved open. The reporters stopped asking questions. They just quietly lifted their cameras and kept shooting, recording every second. They knew they already had tomorrow's front-page story. It was a real-life revenge drama about a long-suffering, resilient wife publicly tearing apart a cheating husband and his mistress. It was guaranteed to blow up.

He just wanted to kill someone to calm the anger and bitterness he was feeling inside. Bridget was angry when she heard his accusations. "Are you accusing me of cheating on you now? Did you forget that you are the one who cheated on me? Who knows how many women you've slept with for the past five years? Oh, you don't even consider it cheating since you were never really married to me in the first place. You can do whatever I want, but if I want to move on and find happiness for myself, it means that I am cheating on you?" Bridget could not understand this logic, and it was driving her crazy .

“But because I am your FRIEND, I thought of informing you about the incident.” Vivian inhaled sharply. Until now, she’s bothered at the painful fact that her husband is cheating. “So, what is your plan? Now that you know your husband is cheating, what will you do next?” Lance asked. Jane quickly set her eyes to Vivian. She’s also curious. What will be the result of her unexpected revenge?

His regret wasn't enough, it was too less for the agonies I went through, for the time when I self blamed and the humiliation I had to face. The memories hit me like a thunder and made me push him away from my body. I saw the sadness in his eyes, but I was too hurt to care. "What do you want me to say, Ryan? That it's alright to cheat on me as you thought I cheated on you too? Or I should be happy that now you have started caring for me again? Or was that your one of many lies?" I scoffed rubbing my eyes. "Not your fault really, as I acted like a spineless woman all these years even after our marriage."

“My friend—not that close—just found out her husband cheated and plotted with his mistress to strip her of everything. Her husband is a major shareholder in a hotel chain. She doesn’t want to live anymore, wrote a suicide note and sent it to the media, and plans to jump from his office to ruin him. I grabbed the letter, so it didn’t get out. How do I stop her from dying?” “She’s throwing away her life just to take down her cheating husband and his mistress?” “Exactly!” “Exactly what? Is she stupid?” Esther couldn’t help cursing, then realized she was still in the Westvale household and moved to take the call elsewhere. But she saw Elena sensibly escorting Old Madam Westvale out to the garden

“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.

"I'm only taking back what was mine in the first place." "Shut up!" I screamed. "You don't even have proof to back up your claim!" After the wedding, he didn't even let me enjoy the honeymoon bliss, he quickly showed his real intentions on our wedding night. He told me how Abuelo took real estate properties from their family. He said the whole land where Hacienda Camilla is belongs to his family and that Abuelo seized it illegally. But why would I believe him? This whole revenge plot against me was based on that alone. If I know, they could just be barbers' tales! What if he was just delusional?

“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.”

"Only if you let them. Ethan mistreated you, I would never do that I would show them just how valuable and important you are. And even if they still didn't like you no one would dare say a negative word to you, not even Ethan himself. Think of it optimistically." "There is no optimism. I got rejected by my husband and suddenly I'm married to his brother? How did that happen?" "Love?" He shrugged with a half smile. "We'll tell them I've always loved you. It could even be the reason I left the pack. Even when we were children Ethan was always jealous of everything I had. It would be the perfect revenge against Ethan. Seeing you happy with me." That made me pause, the idea of getting revenge on