Spouse Cheating Stories Novels & Stories

He then guided Yuan to take a seat with them at the living room. Yuan heaved a deep sigh, ''It's a long story, Steffan...'' Karlisle grinned. ''We're here to listen no matter how long it is...'' Yuan sighed. ''My wife – No, my ex-wife, she has been cheating on me. I have always known that she is sleeping with another man... I was just tolerating because – Probably because I’m just stupid. But today, I finally caught them. Right before my very eyes, I saw her cheat on me. At that point, I felt like cold water washed all over me. I realized how much of a fool I am. I am so stupid.''

“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.

What happened? My first instinct was to open my messages. The first text came from an old friend. ‘Anastasia, are you okay?’ The second was worse. ‘Please tell me this isn't true’ Confused, I opened one of the links. A headline immediately appeared. ‘ANASTASIA BLACK ACCUSED OF CHEATING ON HUSBAND DURING MARRIAGE.’ My heart stopped. I opened another article. I kept going through different articles. Every single one told the same story. Anonymous sources claimed I had affairs throughout my marriage. Anonymous sources claimed Brandon had divorced me because of my infidelity. Anonymous sources claimed I had betrayed him.

"No! I mean, it isn't supposed to be like this! Wait! Are you fucking my wife?" "No. I have never fucked Helen. Wouldn't it be fair if we did fuck and had the two of you watch? Then you would have some idea what an emotional jolt it was for us when we discovered we were being cheated." "Nick, I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you." Mary said through the tissue she held to her face. "You did hurt me. The evidence says you planned and went to the Marriot at least twenty times so the two of you could fuck someone else's spouse!"

Julian's POV When my wife, Monica Jackson, said those words, I finally raised my head to look at her. We'd dated for four years and been married for five. We'd shared the best years of our youth. I never expected that things between us would end up like this. I curled my lips into a bitter smile. But Monica, acting as if she didn't see it, asked darkly, "I'll give you one last chance. Where is Billy?" I wanted to sneer at her. But my one moment of willfulness had already dragged my entire family down with me.

"That's Nathan Marshal, the cheating scumbag everyone's been talking about!" "Wait, isn't he supposed to be a national heartthrob?" someone else asked, confusion lacing their words. A man nearby snorted. "Where have you been? The truth came out weeks ago. While his wife was pregnant, he was cheating on her with that woman. There's even a video online!" "I saw that too," another voice chimed in, disgust clear in their tone. "His whole family is insane. His mother lied to his wife and claimed the mistress was a cousin. They even let her move into their house!"

Yesterday, I caught my husband cheating on me with a man. Not just any man, but his assistant, Caleb. The same assistant who helped me bring him lunch, the same assistant I’d seen working with him in the middle of the night, and the same assistant who helped him pick my wedding ring. I didn’t interrupt them though. I just shut the door and walked back to the poolside, soaking until the sun went down. I couldn’t even bring myself to lie on our bed. I slept on the couch in our bedroom instead.

He greeted me as though I had never left. “Long time no see,” I responded in kind, smiling. This opportunity was handed to me on a silver platter, so who was I to refuse it? People who lived on public sentiment would one day die by public sentiment. An insider posted another shocking scoop on social media. “The latest twist in the Jonas/Celine saga! The poor woman was Jonas’ legally wedded wife, but he abandoned her as soon as he made it big! Jonas and Celine are the true villains in this story. And now the homewrecker has even gotten pregnant!”

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... "

I took screenshots with a dummy account and posted them to my Facebook account with the following words, "Practice what you preach. Hypocrisy invites disaster." Crystal's red envelopes didn't catch others' attention. Instead, Alfred soon hit headlines for his cheating on Vivian by having affairs with Crystal, the noble lady of the Keating family. I turned my phone off after stirring up chaos online and immersed myself in running Nakawa together with Cedric. The next day, I found Alfred's fame had been ruined. Vivian posted a statement, accusing Alfred of cheating on her several months later after winning her heart. No less ferocious than the fans of other popular celebs, Vivian's fans floode