Spouse Cheating Stories Novels & Stories

But when she opened her mouth, she couldn't say anything. Spacie and Chris were childhood sweethearts and had known each other for twenty—five years. They had been in love for five years and been married for two years. He said he would protect and love her for the rest of her life. When he proposed to her, he promised that he wouldn't abandon and betray her. However, he had cheated on her, made other woman get pregnant and he said he was tired of her. Spacie closed her eyes, tears falling down from her eyes.

She shook her head. I could not believe she was the one telling me this when her husband had cheated on her numerous times, I mean even when she was pregnant, he had cheated with another woman and ended up with a bastard son. She was only a trophy wife, the woman that Emmett Stetson kept by his side only for public appearances and to keep face.

“I called to ask if you want me to go through with this marriage or not! I’m getting married tomorrow, Isla. Just say the damn word and I’ll call it off.” I blinked. Oh? I glanced down at my screen. Auto-recording: on. Good. This would make a nice addition to my little collection of chaos. “No,” I said breezily. “Not interested.” “You were in love with me. How the hell did you just stop?” I chuckled. “Guess I never was. You were a rebound. And honestly? I was just pissed you cheated first. That’s all.” He growled on the other end. “What the fuck does that mean? You think any man would want you now that I’ve fucked you and you had a baby for me?!”

I said, and he laughed. “Mister, can I tell you a secret?” I asked. “Go ahead,” “You are no fun, I will keep it to myself,” I hissed drunkenly. “Tell me,” he said. “My husband….. cheated on me, I caught him in the act… with my personal maid on our matrimonial bed,” I whispered to him. “What?” He knitted his eyebrows. “Shush,you can't shout, it's top secret,” I laughed. “Are you being serious?” He asked. “That won't be a joke, I worked so hard to build that marriage, but a maid just snatched it from me…… wait..” I paused, and I started feeling my boobs and a** .

Moments later, the sweet scent of tea lingered in the interrogation room. Holding the cup with her lean fingers, she didn’t drink it. Wearing a nonchalant expression, she told her tale leisurely. “I hate my husband! He was cheating on me with Gianna before we were married. They were lovers back then, but he failed to bring it up when he pursued me. “Of course, Gianna wasn’t the only one. He has a ton of them back in our country. “We were still married when he consistently slept with his many different lovers. At first, I couldn’t take it because I used to love him!

Realizing that he sounded too excited, he added hastily, "What I meant was, you and your husband seemed like a great match, so why are you getting a divorce?" Nikita sighed. "He cheated on me." Fabian did not expect this answer. "Cheated on you?" Nikita explained, "Spencer always treated me well, but that didn't stop him from seeing another woman behind my back. "He gives her the same presents that he gives me. He spends as much time with her as he does with me. Even our child. "It sounds hard to believe, but the baby in the mistress' belly was even conceived two weeks earlier than ours."

But I do. And it ticks every part of me off. I hate that I do but I can’t help it. My wife is busy having dinner with another man on a non-friendly basis and I cannot stomach that in. Any man living in this country must have seen her on tv the moment we got married, so this person is either daringly bold to carry on with this date after seeing her in person or just plain stupid. I’m sure it’s the latter. The audacity has me baffled.

My husband betrayed me and married my sister and not just that my parents were on it too. I had been betrayed and ruined by the same people I trusted and called my family

Mirco nodded in agreement. "You didn't have to. I insisted on telling it to you," Sharen smiled. "As I was saying, my husband ran away with our riches. I only found out he has a mistress because a child told me she saw my husband holding a girl's hand as they rode inside a car. That's the moment I confirmed my hidden suspicion that my husband is indeed cheating on me." My jaw dropped, "Isn't... isn't that a sin?"

Zack grunted in annoyance. He smelled the dampened towel which now smelled of garlic before throwing it on a nearby couch and, using his fingers, tussled his hair. "I could never understand why people cheat on their spouses. Especially the ones they made vows to," Zack shook his head. "Because it's fun?" Chris grinned. "It's my fault, the whole scene that was caused, and what my wife did to you." A voice came, making both Zack and Chris turn their heads towards the door, and it was none other than the cheating husband.