Saddest Cheating Stories Novels & Stories

When I discover yet another tube of lipstick on the front passenger seat of my Porsche for the 99th time, I decide to send a reminder in my company's group chat. "Everyone, please make sure to take all of your personal belongings with you the next time you decide to hitch a ride. Otherwise, it'll be difficult for the owner to remove the stains from the leather seats." The newly-hired intern, Sasha Lane, is quick to shoot me down. "Me hitching a ride has nothing to do with you! A washed-up old hag like you should focus on keeping your man in line! "Are you already triggered by the fact that he decides to pick me up from my home and bring me breakfast?" I'm stunned, to say the least. The

“Because I wanted a family, Chloe. I still do. And after the miscarriage... you just shut down and took away my dream.” “I was grieving!” I snapped. “I lost our baby!” “And I lost her too!” he shouted. “But you wouldn’t even speak to me. You locked yourself away in therapy and wouldn’t touch me, wouldn’t even look me in the eyes some days.” “So cheating was your solution for this?” I said bitterly. “I needed something,” he said, voice cracking. “Anything to feel like I wasn’t a failure!” I shook my head in disbelief. “You had me.”

“No, this is a lie, Suz. Are you lying? What do you mean you’re pregnant? You used to say that I was the one you loved the most, that I was the only love of your life! How could you fall for another man?” I indeed used to tell him that. For years, I genuinely believed we would grow old together. That was, until Joanna got between us. I ignored him and turned to face Flynn with a smile. We kissed each other lovingly while Harry sputtered in utter rage. I said to him, “This is my husband, Flynn.” Harry shook his head incredulously. Then, he rushed toward me and tried to grab my hand. However, Flynn kicked him away before holding me carefully and protectively in his arms.

Evelyn's POV When I found out my husband was cheating on me with 8 women, I decided to get even. The breeze off Lake Como felt amazing. Maddie and I were stretched out on lounge chairs at Lido Villa Olmo, sunbathing while analyzing the profiles of Sebastian’s eight mistresses on my iPad. “Jesus Christ!” Maddie slammed her coffee cup down on the saucer so hard it clattered like a tiny drum solo. The couple making out at the next table actually stopped kissing to stare at us.

CELESTE POV The first time I saw my husband cheating on me was on I*******m. Not in person, not even through a rumour, but via a post his secretary had ‘mistakenly’ tagged me in. “Some nights are too perfect to share with others,” I read the caption aloud. 11:59 pm.

"I came all the way here to catch a mistress!" She pointed at the car she had been threatening to smash. "That's Winston's car. His mistress is hiding inside and too terrified to come out right now, while he has left to buy cigarettes in the convenience store. "Come on, Alera. Help me drag that whore out of the car!" Her words made me laugh in sheer fury. Winston cheated on her, yet she was still desperately clinging to him. "I have zero interest in your drama," I announced, then turned around to leave. But in the next second, she dropped to her knees right in front of me.

The corner of Alex's lips curls up in a smirk as she as reclines on the chair, and stares up at her brother being all dramatic. Wendy feels her heart tighten in pain at her last words, as the realization hits her hard that her husband is still in love with his so-called ex-lover. Has she always been the second choice all these while? "Just fucking wait for his reply before you conclude," Her subconscious mind screams at her, and she gulps down nothing nervously as she stares at them. As much as she is curious to know what his reply would be, noticing the silence that ensues over there, she's also scared of learning the truth. What if he confesses to still being in love with her? What will be

Sarah: "Just think - a few more months and we'll be rich. And that pathetic waitress will be gone." The crowd's murmurs turned angry. Someone threw a drink at Tom. "I spent a year gathering evidence," I told the horrified onlookers. "Every murder plan, every detail of their affair." "While they plotted my death, I worked those double shifts. Smiled at their faces. Played the devoted wife." "And yes, Tom - I made sure the child I carried wasn't yours. I wasn't about to give a murderer a legacy." His mother had collapsed into a chair. "My son... "

"It was all my fault. I know I've messed up. Please give me another chance." He went on desperately, "Rachel was just a moment of weakness. She seduced me! You know I only love you. Please believe me." "Oh." I nodded faintly. Cheating was cheating. What difference did it make, whether it was a moment of passion or something more? He even had the nerve to blame someone else for his mistakes? At that moment, my mind had never felt clearer. Honestly, I should be grateful. At least I had seen his true colors before getting trapped in the quagmire of marriage.

“You’re jealous because I’ve moved on, and you’re stuck playing house with a man who’s too busy with his empire to even look at you. Admit it, Desiree. You miss me.” I stare at him, incredulous. “Miss you? I wouldn’t take you back if you were the last man on earth, Mike. You’ve always been a selfish, lying, cheating bastard. And now, your wife is doing the same thing to you.” “You’re full of shit,” he snaps, his voice rising. “Mabel wouldn’t cheat on me. She knows better than that. She knows what she has.” I scoff, rolling my eyes. “Yeah? Well, apparently, what she has isn’t enough. She’s with Aaron now, and trust me, they’re not just friends.”