浮気・不倫 Novels & Stories

I was starting to get hungry, and I do not usually control my emotions when it comes to finding something to eat. " What! Did something happen? Olivia, my friend and the head chef at home, entered the kitchen. She could tell something was wrong by the look on my face. " Yeah! "I think my husband is cheating on me with his mistress." I informed her. "I do not believe Justin has a mistress." She mocked me by laughing. "Yes, really! Then how do you explain his bad behavior?" I asked a question, and fortunately for me, she was unable to explain her boss's inconsistent behaviour.

"Serena, those were angry words." "I know." "You know, and you're still using them to hurt me?" I smiled. "Adrian, so you do know those words hurt." His eyes reddened. "I never sleep with her." "I told you, that's not the only measure." "Then what exactly are you charging me with?" I looked at him. "Infidelity." Adrian clenched his fists. "Emotional cheating counts?" "In my marriage, it does." He closed his eyes. When he opened them, the whites were shot through with red. "Serena, have you ever considered that you might be part of the problem?"

As he glared at his sister. "Why huh? Why is it enough." Cassandra asked angrily rising to her feet. "You know its the truth. We all do. She married you for the money." Cassandra said looking directly at me. "She's a gold digger, her entire family are gold diggers." Andrew was about to say something but I beat him to it. "What's the matter Cassandra? Can't keep up with the facade anymore." I said as I watched her fumed with anger. "It must have been so exhausting pretending for so long."

"No? Then, why are you complaining that I only control others but not myself? You've been enjoying the benefits my family has given you. You'll have to bear some of the consequences." "Just because I'm the one at a disadvantage, do you have to guilt-trip me like this? You cheated, and you're unfaithful in our marriage. Yet, you're claiming the moral high ground?" "I didn't cheat…" "It's not limited to cheating physically," Ariana said. "Sometimes, an emotional affair is more disgusting than a sexual affair." "Are you saying that I'm disgusting?" Spencer questioned furiously. "Ariana Lubove, have I ever controlled you?"

A long pause later, he finally gritted out, "I know I hurt and betrayed you, Gen, but the child is innocent—" "The child?" I laughed, tears nearly spilled down my cheeks. "And what about me? What about the last five years I spent married to you? "Tell me, Tristan. Did you think about me even for a minute when you took Lara home and slept with her in our bed?" He kept his head down, raking his fingers through his hair. He said hoarsely, "I was drunk at the time—" "Drunk?" I shot to my feet, the cup of coffee spilling on the ground and the porcelain mug shattering into pieces. "Quit lying, Tristan! You looked fine and sober when the security camera caught you! You were beaming like you won the