Stories About Cheating Husbands Novels & Stories

That was my duty, as his wife of ten years. When he came to, he just stared up at the ceiling for a long while, without making a sound. I peeled and cut an apple, then pressed a slice against the corner of his lips. At last, he stirred—but all he did was flinch aside, with a vehemence which suggested he was deeply upset with me. "You already knew, didn't you?" he hissed. "About what? That you lied about having late-stage cancer, in the hopes that I'd cede everything to you after we got divorced? Or perhaps you're talking about the mistress you've been keeping hidden at your mom's place—the one you knocked up?"

Chapter 2 Two weeks ago The past two weeks have been the happiest days of my life. Waking up each day to behold my handsome husband sleeping next to me on the bed while having his arm around my waist has been the best feeling so far. If only every woman out there is lucky to have a replica of Alex as their husband, then no one would suffer the pain some women do suffer in marriage. Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world.

My heart palpitated in my chest, and I tried not to cry. My life was unraveling before my eyes, and all I had to do was stay calm. "You got this." I told myself. But I got nothing except my fading love for my husband. The last time Lucien left the house for weeks like this, all I got were reports of his cheating with numerous women in every city he went. At the point, it's an open secret that everyone in the city knows. Lucien is a serial cheater, and I'm the loyal wife who remains married to him.

"I know you don't want to, but I need a second opinion and you're the only one here. I'll buy you a new set too. No arguments, you can't keep wearing those awful granny pants you insist on. I do want you to get married one day baby and I'll have failed you if I don't help you keep your husband interested, you don't want him to start cheating on you the way William did throughout his whole marriage. His wife's lost everything now, just because she couldn't keep his attention away from the other women throwing themselves at him." I bite into my own panini so I don't have to respond. We don't agree on the causes and blame when it comes to cheating. The married men she used to bring home with he

They’re all liars. My husband cheated on me. He betrayed me, and I let him. It’s sickening. You’re so stupid, Kaia.

That was why he confessed to cheating without restraint. I staggered out of the club and stood by the roadside for a long time. Once I finally came back to my senses, I wiped the tears from my face and called the person I trusted most. “I need to fake an accident and a death certificate to make my husband believe I’m dead.” Since he would use every method to keep me from divorcing him, I would die before him.

, she said and her face dropped gloomily. She sighed and looked at nothing as if feeling bad about the situation, " her former husband really showered her with care and affection, spent lots of money on her, had connections, pampered her, did and gave her everything she wanted, but my sister promiscuous attitude destroyed the marriage, she fell in love with another man because he was better in bed, cheated on her husband and would even bring the man to their home, spend nights with him on their matrimonial bed, and she was so good in hiding it that her husband had no idea, the innocent man was clueless and kept showing her love and affection until she got pregnant for the man she's cheating

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.

She looked more pained “I know you are lying to me, so you better start talking!” The expression on Isabella’s face clearly stated that hell would break loose if her husband dared to tell her one more lie. Given his fake reactions, she wanted nothing more than to drown him in her anger. Seeing as things had gotten to this level, Gerald knew that he could not continue denying the truth that was right in front of their eyes, so he admitted the truth. “Fine! I cheated on you with my colleague and she is pregnant with my child. Happy?!” He revealed while flaring up.

With that, I turned around and dialed the number for the police. “Officer, I want to report a crime! My husband transferred my premarital assets without my consent to his mistress!” “I suspect they are plotting something!”