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

Asher’s POV

“Hey,” I heard her say to me as I smiled in space. “I saw the news. Are you okay?”

I wanted to cry to her and tell her that I was not okay. I wanted to be weak and vulnerable and show her that I was but a god but a man in flesh and bones but I could not do that.

I was not supposed to appear weak before her no matter what. I was supposed to act like the president and be able to handle hard times like these on my own. I had to show that I was capable of doing this.

I felt relief from her voice for the first time since the scandal had broken out. It was like I didn’t care if anyone was against me, I was happy that I had her and I could do anything so long as she was by my side. The world could burn for all I cared.

“How are you holding up?” She asked with a soft whisper.

“You shouldn’t worry about me,” I laughed. “I’m doing great. I’ve had worse than this.”

I was lying and I had a haunch she knew that I was.

“So listen,” I said with a shaky voice. “I’ve got something to tell you.”

“What is it?” She asked. It was almost like she was fearing the worst and I could say in a way that she was right. She needed to be afraid for the worst was yet to come.

“So I was thinking that we shouldn’t see each other again until this whole thing blows over,” I said. “It’s already a mess over here. I just want to gain back my reputation and my life. If I was seen with you it could blow out to be another scandal. I don’t want that to happen.

“Having an extramarital relationship now matter how much I hate Delia and want to divorce her would only hurt my chances of retaining my position as president and I have sacrificed so much to be here. I want to keep my position and get rid of the rumors first.

“And being with you wouldn’t help my case.”

“You’re right,” she surprisingly agreed.

“You think so?”

“Yeah,” she chuckled. “I thought about it and I knew it would come up some day anyway. I do hope you have this whole thing figured out because it looks like a lot.”

“It is actually,” I laughed. “How are the kids?”

“They are fine. I’m keeping them away from this whole thing till it blows over. I’m really sorry for everything. I really am.”

“Hey, it’s not like it’s your fault or anything. I’ll handle it. I always do.”

“How did it get out?”

“I have no idea, but my team is on it and I’m sure we’ll find something very soon.”

I was about to say something when Delia opened the study door and entered with an angry look,

“How dare you insult my father and threaten him?!” She growled at me.

“I’ll call you back,” I said to her before cutting the call to face the woman.

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Travis’s POV

I was driving to the place Rowan had gotten for me. I looked into the rear view mirror to see the innocent children playing in the background. They had no idea what I had planned for them. They were oblivious to my plans.

Did she think she would use me and dump me like that? I would show her I was not one of her puny friends she could use and dump like a piece of clothing. I would show her what I was capable of.

She had hurt me really deeply. She had broken our plans and our promises. She should have told me about her plans to fall in love with her ex husband.

I vowed for her and fell for her only to turn me down at the last minute. This was supposed to be a moment of celebration for us. If only she had stuck to the plan.

We were supposed to be on a trip to Hawaii or Paris or anywhere in the world. I was rich so money was not a factor for me.

What did he have that I didn’t have? Was it looks? I was handsome. I could beat him in a case of looks. Sure he looked buffier than I did but that did not matter.

She had fucked him and suddenly changed to someone else. Was he that good in bed?

It didn’t matter anyway. This was the last straw. I didn’t care anymore. If I would not be the hero in her book then I would be the villain.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

“Are we there yet?” Layla asked as I took in a deep sigh.

“No layla, for the last time, we are not there yet.”

That was the fifth time she was asking that question.

“Then when are we going to be there? We’ve been on the road for a long time and it’s already gotten late.”

“Just shut up!” I yelled as the three of them shuddered. “Okay? Just shut the fuck up! I don’t need to hear about your whining and crying. Shut up and sit still, when we reach the destination we’ll get out.”

For the first time since our interaction I saw the children actually show fear as silence enveloped the entire air.

I sped up, willing to beg to the place on time so I would start the next phase of my plan to get my revenge on Zendaya.

She was not going to treat me like I did not matter and think she could get away from it. No. I would destroy her and then I will destroy anyone who stood in my way.

She was just getting to know me. I was not going to be Travis, her lover anymore. I was going to be something worse. She would not know what hit her by the time I would be done with her.