Mommy, Is The President Our Daddy? The Ex-Wife’s Revenge

Asher’s POV

I had returned from work to see Zendaya looking through a list of catalogs.

Aurora must have left but when she came around in the morning, the two of them were going through the planning of the engagement ceremony of a lifetime.

They wanted it to be the talk of the century which was not bad seeing as I was the president and I wanted something like that for myself as well.

“Did you find what you were looking for?” I asked from the door, getting her to look at me with a smile.

She jumped through the magazines and files on the floor to hug me before jumping back into bed.

“Not quite,” she smiled. “I did find ones that I loved but they’re there.”

She pointed to a pile of more than thirty magazines which I didn’t know how to go through due to there being so many of them.

“Hope you don’t expect me to go through all of that?” I asked as she laughed. “Oh no, that’s not mine. That’s Aurora’s.”

“Oh thank goodness,” I sighed.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

“These are mine,” she pointed to more than fifty magazines spread on the floor.

I failed my arms tirelessly.

“Baby, how about we let the planners of this one.”

“No!” she yelled. “I want this one to be perfect. I don’t want that crappy thing we did the last time. No. This is a symbol of our love for each other. No crappy wedding this time, did you forget?”

I shook my head. “I did not. You know what? Let me go through the designs you’ve brought forward.”

I joined her in looking through the ones she had sorted for herself.

When I had gone through a few, I picked up the ones Aurora had selected and picked a few of my own too. It wasn’t going bad having to bond with her in this way. I loved her and I wanted her to be happy, that meant I would do anything to keep her safe and happy.

We were still working that out when the triplets poured into the room with their faces turned into pouts.

“What is it?” I asked them as Zendaya looked up and sighed, smacking her forehead. “I had been so busy going through this that I had forgotten they existed.”

I laughed and looked at the children.

“Don’t guys want to stay with daddy while mummy plans our engagement party?”

“Yes,” they answered with the blandest tone I had ever heard.

I held them hand in hand, taking them to the study to sit and watch television while we waited for her to finish with whatever she was doing.

They stayed watching the cartoons shown on television before falling asleep on the rug. That was my cue to take them in and I did just that.

While tucking them in, she entered and stood by the door looking guilty.

I looked at her leaning by the wall with a smile on my face.

“I’m so sorry,” she sighed. “I totally forgot I had kids.”

“It happens to the best of us,” I laughed when I was done tucking in Layla.

“I totally forgot how difficult planning weddings were. Now I know why we hire event planners.”

“That was why I told you to leave it to the professionals,” I walked to hold her waist, leaning in to kiss her deeply.

We shared the kiss for what seemed like minutes before she pulled away.

“What is it?” I asked.

She stared in space, raising a finger like she was trying to get what was being sung in the distance. I could hear the music too.

“Do you hear that?” she asked as I nodded. We both left the room hand in hand to the living room to see that the radio was on and it was playing our favorite song.

“Oh by the rainbow!” we exclaimed, shushing ourselves seconds later for almost waking our children up.

“I love this song so much,” she said. “Do you know how funny it was that we both hated each other during our first marriage and yet somehow we both ironically loved this song?”

“To be fair, I never hated you, and also, I didn’t see you as a problem. I just wasn’t ready to give my all to anyone yet.”

“Yet here we are,” she said to me, coming closer as I chuckled.

“Yes, here we are.”

We kissed for a along time, swaying from side to side with the world turning silent, the only sound being heard was the sound of music slowly waning into our ears from the speakers.

I felt the bass and the melody swooning me into her as I looked in her eyes to see that no matter what this was the woman I wanted to spend my life with.

There was no doubt about it that I would take a bullet for this woman. I would die for her if that was what was needed. She was everything I needed. How was it that I had hated her before?

Why did I hide my feelings from her again? Was it because of this mushy feeling I was having? This mushy feeling was called love and I didn’t want to let it go.

“You should spare no expense for the plan,” I said to her. “Our engagement party has to break rules.”

She agreed with me.

We settled into the couch as I started to massage her feet which had her moaning loudly.

That turned me on as I shared a deep kiss with her.

“What are you doing wearing your work clothes?” She bit her lip as I immediately proceeded to remove my clothes just as the butler appeared getting into composing ourselves.

“A call for you sir,” he said as I frowned. Who would break up this beautiful moment I was having with her. That person had to be extremely important to do that.

“Who is it?” I asked in anger.