Ruthless Revenge On My Cheating Fiance Novel Novels & Stories

When I didn't respond he continued, "Why are you here, Mrs. Kane?" I swallowed the boulder that was in my throat, "My name is Alina Moreau not Mrs Kane” He looked unaffected by my announcement, "That's not what I asked you. I'm a busy man. You have fifteen seconds." "I'm so sorry, sir," the receptionist stammered behind me, "I'll call security." "Shut up," he said coldly, not sparing her a glance, "Your fifteen seconds has started. One..." "My husband- I mean Victor - has been cheating on me with his secretary, and he tossed me away because he can't be with a whore," I spat, "I never wanted any of this and I thought I was saving the man I loved."

Harah felt a lot of pain and anguish during those times. She didn't really think that her own sister would be able to abandon her and she had a secret crush on her fiancee. When she angrily confronted them and accused her own sister of the matter, she was the one who actually did it.

I gasped, clutching myself as the baby shifted violently inside me, a sharp kick of protest or fear “Stop embarrassing yourself, Katherina,” he snapped. Then he pulled out his phone and turned the screen to me. A photo of the new company, his company,set to launch tomorrow. “Thanks for everything. You were useful,” he said, his voice disturbingly calm. “ThorneTech is thriving today because you cheated on me. I took that rage and turned it into fuel. Used you. Used all of it to build my success.” He slid the phone back into his pocket and looked down at me, disgusted.

And she had no idea why. “And do you want to know why?” he continued, halting her straying thoughts. “Because I know what marriage means to you. I know what you've imagined your marriage to be. I know that you've dreamt about your wedding in a certain way. And that's why I'm here, to crush any chance of that dream manifesting. To make sure you never get the marriage you've encraved in your mind. To get you stuck in this loveless marriage forever… I know what that stupid word ‘love’ does to you. And knowing that you would never get that gives me the absolute form of satisfaction, my dearest wife. So buckle up and come to terms with your life because shedding tears isn't going to change the ou

He gripped his phone tightly, its screen dark. "Raina…" He spoke, his voice raw and broken, each word trembling as if scraped from his throat. "I saw the report. It was all her doing…" He lifted his head. In those bloodshot eyes was the hollow collapse of belief, mixed with overwhelming remorse. Tears slid down his cheeks miserably. "How did I… How did I trust her completely? She lied. She has always been lying. And I… I took those lies and turned them into a blade, and used it on you…" He spoke incoherently, the overwhelming pain nearly knocking him off his feet. "I was blind. I let myself be fooled. I'm the one who hurt you the most."

Like a punch to the gut—we had been in love before her appearance, yet she was the one he protected. I realized then; in my relationship with him, I was the troublesome one. I was the one preventing him from bringing his mistress home; I was the one making him feel ashamed... for his own actions. "You men are so shallow." I smiled bitterly. Of course, I should have realized this sooner. I continued, "You never think of the consequences. You're all a bunch of idiots." "I am not divorcing you. Melantha will stay here until she gives birth, and then I will send her away."

Well, I hope that it was worth your time and if it was, search for me on w*****d under the name - jumbledsymphony and you'll get my other stories. A preview of my ongoing story, Cheated on w*****d - Blissful marriage with a handsome man who loved her was all she ever dreamt of. Her heaven laid in his embrace. Little was she aware of his scandalous affair with the other woman. She thought he had her back, but he was cheating behind her back. Fire of his sins burnt her heaven. Hell hath no fury like that of a scorned woman. Now that she's reduced to rags, she has become fearless. She's in for a very twisted revenge. A very twisted one!

What do I do now? How didn’t I see this? Pain pulsed relentlessly through my veins as I remembered Mila’s warnings. She tried to make me see that Finn wasn’t who I thought he was, but I was too blinded by love to listen. God, I was foolishly, desperately in love with him. If I had listened to her sooner, I wouldn’t be here, finding out my fiancé had been cheating on me just fourteen days before our wedding. Or worse, realizing I wasn’t even his main woman—he was cheating on her with me.

I kind of felt like I deserved this. I didn’t think this was cheating. I didn’t think it should count. I won't think about Ryan or what he did. This isn't about him... It's about me. I had been the perfect wife. Loyal. Quiet. Supportive. I had been the ideal daughter-in-law, the flawless sister-in-law. I gave everything. I lost everything. I think, just for once… I deserve to be reckless. Just one night.

I had been the one to attack even before she knew it. “I didn’t mean anything I said, I was just...” “You meant it Larissa, you did and guess what?” Wasn’t she expecting me to say anything was she? Not with how tight it was feeling in my chest. “You have always had this thing, this arrogance of being better.” I shook my head, trying to get closer to her, “No....” She raised her hand silencing me. “Oh, look at me, I am Larissa, little miss perfect who has cheated on her husband and is fucking pregnant!”