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

Zendaya’s POV

“No, no,” he said to me. “This isn’t a cry for help. I can do this. I’m just not ready for anything pushing me further than I can carry.”

“This is still all my fault. If I had not done what I did, you would have been free. But instead, I got to you with all that evidence and now they are using it against you.”

“They would have found it sooner or later anyway, don’t bother yourself about it.”

But I knew that was him trying to make me feel better. Instead I was feeling worse.

I was determined to make it up to him. I would come to him with my evidence against his opponents and they would have no choice but to back down. I knew how to do it.

They had nothing on me and my connections. I was ready to destroy them if it ever came to it.

This was my fault. His popularity was reducing due to the evidence I had brought up against him. He could lie all he wanted but I knew what I had sought out and compiled against him.

At the time I had wanted to get rid of him. I had told my connection to get me the worst possible evidence I could use in destroying him and I had gotten it. The problem was that it was now coming back to bite me in the butt and there was nothing I could do against it.

“Don’t you worry,” I said, kissing his cheeks. “I’ll get them.”

We stared at each other for a while before having mind blowing sex on the bed.

We slept and the next morning, I was on my phone, very early in the morning making sure I was getting some work done for my man.

When he woke up, I had brewed coffee and given him a cup of water to use in starting his day.

“Good morning,” I smiled at him before giving him a kiss.

“Good morning,” he drank from his cup and yawned. “You’re up early. I thought we’d sleep in.”

“Oh we will sleep in,” I smiled. “I’ve just been busy with a lot of things and I can’t wait to see how it all works out.”

Now he was awake and he wondered what I was doing.

“What are you doing?” he asked. “What have you been up to?”

Now I was going to let him play a little game with me. I would not let it come to him so easily. He would ask for it.

“Guess,” I smiled.

“Come on, you know I’m not good at guessing games,” he was being a spoiler at this moment.

“Just guess. You might win something.”

I let a boob slip before putting it back in my robe. This got him excited as he sat up.

“You watched a full episode of…”

“I didn’t watch anything,” I rolled my eyes. “Gosh, you’re the worst.”

“You know I don’t know how to play that?”

“Fine. I’ll tell you. I made some press releases which I knew would boost our chances of winning by at least three percent, and made a reservation for three charity visits for the next month.

“This would boost our ratings by ten percent. I also have booked a venue and told my event planners that I would be having several parties for the rich people.

“We need that money rolling in and we also need their support so it would help to do all of this. Oh and the rich party would boost our ratings by fifteen percent.”

“What?!” He gasped.

“Oh and I’ll be really close with your campaign manager to make sure it all works out. I’ll call up some of my friends from my other friend groups in the past country I stayed in and we’ll come up with a plan to invite other presidents to vote for you.”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

The man jumped out of the bed as he hugged me, spilling water everywhere.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” he yelled. He was so excited. This was the most important thing at the moment now and he had been downcast. I was glad he was finally able to get his mind off that.

“Anything for you baby.”

I felt proud of myself. Even if it was all my fault, being able to do this for him made me happy that he would benefit from my connections. I had to support him no matter what he was going through.

“You should be bathing, Mister,” I said with a smile. “Don’t you have a vacation to enjoy with me?”

He ran inside the bathroom to have his bath just as a random number called me.

I picked it up to see that it was Blair.

“What do you want?” I asked, catching her off guard.

“I’m so sorry for what I’ve done to you in the past,” she apologized but I knew that was not what she was calling to say. “I didn’t mean to…”

“It’s okay,” I sighed. These days it seemed like I was hearing more apologies than congratulatory messages. “What has been going on with you?”

“I’m getting married and I would like you to be a part of it.”

I smiled. I like hearing good news and this was one of them. Although I didn’t expect it to be so soon seeing as she had only recently broken up with Alex. Whatever she wanted I was happy with her. I decided to go ahead and congratulate her.

“Thank you,” she said. “Also, I’d like you to be a part of it like I said earlier and I can’t do it without you in it.”

“You know that’s a lie.”

“I’d still like you to come.”

“Fine,” I sighed. “Send me the date and the venue and I’ll be there.”

She thanked me before cutting the call.

I didn’t think there would be any cause for revenge between us. After all, she didn’t know I was the one who ruined her life.