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

I could not argue with them as I turned to head back home. I did not come out to be embarrassed by these men.

I dropped the call as they kept laughing at me before hearing a familiar voice growl at them.

“Say that one more time,” I turned to see Asher by the door with some guards as they were ready to beat up the bouncers.

“Sir, we didn’t know she was with you,” the lead bouncer said as they all turned to apologize to me.

“You dumb goat,” the man grunted. “And you couldn’t check who she was with? Even after we had just spoken on the phone or didn’t you hear that as well.”

“We are sorry sir.”

“She is my special guest,” he said with a cold voice. “And I could have your head for the treatment you’ve given to her.”

I wanted to tell him to stop as he was pulling crowds with his words.

The guards bowed before me as they beckoned on me to enter with special apologies.

I could feel the eyes of everyone around the party staring at me as I walked into the hall with Asher by my side.

I wasn’t afraid of anyone finding out about my involvement with the president as it was a closed party and whatever happened in these parties always stayed inside. The party was always closed off to the public anyway.

I walked with him to the high table and sat by his side. I had so many dignitaries seated with us as they introduced themselves to me. We ate lunch which, as usual, tasted awful at these kinds of parties.

While eating lunch with everyone around paying attention to the singers on the stage, Asher doted on me by placing a hand on my lap which irritated me. I pushed it off before leaning to his ears.

“Don’t reveal our affair through your actions,” I warned him, smiling to the others on the table before continuing with my food.

He leaned back to me to give me his answer. “I am attracted to you. I can’t help it.”

I chuckled but went on to associate with the people on the table and I was happy when he respected himself and kept to his own end of the table.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” He asked as I nodded.

“Not what I expected from these parties,” was my response.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“What did you expect?”

“More talk, less watching. All we’ve done here is greet, eat and watch people on stage dramatize Romeo and Juliet.”

He chuckled before getting back to his food.

After lunch which slowly came to an end in the early evening, he walked me to my car.

“It was not a bad one,” he said as we walked very slowly without a care in the world. “I enjoyed it.”

“I wouldn’t say enjoy,” I chuckled. “But I did like how the singers hit those notes. The food as always was trash.”

“I thought I was the only one who noticed,” he laughed.

“Has it always tasted like that? Why do they think because people are rich they’re lost their tastebuds too?”

“I have no idea,” he smiled.

“And I saw the double chinned man. He doesn’t look as bad as you make him look.”

“Oh he is that bad,” he laughed. “And did you see his wife? She looks like she needs a new wig.”

“Maybe she loves her old one.”

“Now you’re just being mean.”

We laughed while going back and forth like that. He had made tonight a memorable time for me as usual. If he had been like this from the very start I would not have left him, but due to him behaving like an asshole I had run away for my peace of mind.

We walked silently before I looked far ahead to see my car parked at the edge of the lot. It would take us some more steps to get there even if we ran to it.

“Where do you see yourself in the future with me?”

I rolled my eyes at him, not hiding my feelings. Why would he ask such ridiculous questions?

“Asher,” my voice cracked. “I don’t imagine myself having anything with you.”

“You never know what the future holds in store for us,” he joked. “Maybe we could end up having a nice house with children and enough wealth at our fingertips.”

I thought about what he had said and I noticed I only wanted to have a nice life with my children.

“I do want to have a good life with my children,” I said my thoughts out loud. “But I don’t know if that life will have you in it.”

We walked on silently after that, getting to my car as he kissed me goodnight on the corner of my lips. He had intended for it to be a full kiss but I had turned my head to avoid having to fully kiss him. I still hated him.

I entered the car and drove off.

***

While at traffic, I went through my phone to see several missed calls from Travis. It occurred to me that while I had talked about having a good life with my children I had not thought about having the future with him in it.

It hit me that he could be more in love with me than I could be in love with him. A pang of guilt hit me as I leaned my head back on the head rest.

He had done so much for me, he deserved so much better than what I was doing for him.

He deserved all the love he could get.

I got home and parked the car in the garage, getting into the elevator to the apartment floor to see Travis waiting outside for me with his hand in his pocket.

He had on a pair of pajamas with bunny slippers. He looked funny even when his face was not happy.