The Cheating Husband Should Be In Hell Novel Novels & Stories

My stomach churned as I climbed the stairs, each step feeling like a lifetime. When I reached the door, it was slightly ajar. I peeked inside, my breath catching in my throat. There he was, my husband, tangled in the sheets with another woman. I didn’t cry. Or do nothing. I just stood there, frozen, as the reality of my marriage hit me like a brick wall. For years, I had tried. I had been the perfect wife, the forgiving wife, the wife who looked the other way. But this? This was the final straw.

I wasn't turned on by a man who might turn out to be worse than my ex-husband, or sitting on a shower floor because I'd burnt myself trying to cool down dirty images of my contracted husband, who also slept with other women openly and had zero regard for my feelings about it, until apparently today when he decided to go jealous about a fucking hug. I pulled my hair even harder, groaning loudly. "Get it together, Althea," I muttered to the tiles. But I knew deep down— even if it was a problem— I knew more were still coming.

I moaned, my fingers threading into his silver hair, gripping tight as he sucked my clit into his mouth. And then the guilt crashed in again—harder this time—because this is the father of the man I was married to. I wasn't just cheating with any stranger but the man whose seed had brought him to this Earth, the same man who he looked up to and always worked so hard to impress. I felt like an evil bitch. My husband was out there working his ass off during our honeymoon to provide me with the best life while I was riding his Daddy's face like a whore.

The Perfect Husband #57 In Rivercity,Helena shook her head looking at her husband. “Why would he go to that man?” “That man is his father.” “That man is the devil himself!” “Helly-“ “No! Adrian should know better than that. He shouldn’t want anything to do with that man and his million kids.” “If he could forgive you, why shouldn’t he try and work things out with his father?” “Because that man is the reason for me leaving! Adrian witnessed the abuse I endured because of that man. Every single day!” Her voice shook. “He can’t have us both.”

S' Well, to be honest, I don't feel guilty anymore putting a price on that cheque. At least, I feel half guilty but he gave me a phone! He doesn't care about me yet he knows his duty. He'll take care of me. I glanced at the phone in my hand and the gift box. This already proves that he will. Maybe.... Just maybe... hope isn't all lost. I can bare a loveless marriage as long as I'm not being abused. The last part of my thoughts hit me hard and I swallowed.

"James, please… tell me the truth." James pulled away from her, his expression cold and distant. "I said it’s nothing, Paulina. Stop being paranoid." But Paulina couldn’t shake the dread that filled her heart. Was her husband cheating on her?.

She slipped away in the darkness. I became aware of the paper in my hands. I was tempted to take a look and see what's inside, but I held back and went back to my seat, I glanced around, no one was looking in my direction, every one's attention was on Connor. I opened the folded paper on my laps, I gasped at what I saw. YOUR HUSBAND IS A MURDERER HE KILLED HIS MOTHER AND BROTHER YOU'RE LIVING WITH A FLESH EATER!

Opula shut her eyes and said, “Hmmm, my phenomenal husband. I have the best husband in the world… He has never cheated on me, and he will never cheat on me….” “Really?” Kate replied, “What if I prove to you that your husband has been cheating on you, what will you do?” she said yet further. Opula stared at her anxiously. Tension called on…

"Miss Reid, when you got Mr. Magnus's call, what were you doing that kept you from going to save your parents?" "Miss Reid..." Question after question. Michelle's eyes started to glaze over. "No—no, it's not my fault. It was that bastard Teddy. I'm going to find my husband—he'll destroy all of you!" Now that she'd lost everything, her mind was starting to unravel. People passing by spat on her. Whatever they could throw, they threw at her. "Disgusting. You supported a side piece with your husband's money and thought that was okay? Shameless."

"You left this in his car on purpose, didn't you?" Isla glanced down, a smug smile tugging at her lips. "Oh, so you found it. That's not on me, sweetheart. That's on Stefano. He says he needs my scent to get hard. Guess you don't do it for him anymore." Her words hit like a bullet and shattered my heart, but I didn't even flinch. "No matter what you've done behind my back, I'll always be his wife. And you'll always be the other woman he has to hide," I said calmly.