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

Asher’s POV

I stayed in my study scrolling through my phone while looking at our pictures. I missed when everything used to be so real, now it wasn’t. It was all lies and I hate having to be lied to like that.

I took a drink from the bottle before looking at the picture again, this time mad at myself for even thinking of falling in love again.

I was so stupid. I should have kept to myself, now I was the one being used and being tossed aside like trash.

Someone knocked on the door as I frowned immediately at whoever it was. The person should go away.

I was not going to talk. Maybe the person would knock, get the hint and leave.

“Asher, it’s me,” Zendaya said, getting me to groan in my seat. “Can I talk to you?”

“Leave!” I yelled so she would hear it behind the door. I didn’t want her coming in and seeing me like this. I was a mess.

“I am not going anywhere until I’ve spoken to you,” she said stubbornly as I chuckled with a sad smile. Who did she think she was? I was the fucking president, I did not need any of this. “I know what I did was wrong and I have fully accepted it, and I deserve this treatment.

“I deserve what you’re dishing out. You’re right to hate me. After all, this is my fault. But the children do not deserve this. Your cruelty should not extend to them. At least talk to me about the children. Or are they not important now because of what I’ve done?

“I am not pushing away the fact that I am a terrible person for my past mistake. I didn’t mean for it to happen. I already tried explaining to you what happened. All I’m saying is that the children don’t need to be dragged into this with us.

“Let’s talk about them and their future. They still have one. They still need you in their lives. They didn’t before, but they do now.”

I sighed. This was supposed to be my ‘me’ time. Now o had to spend it with her and her stupid complaints. This sucked.

Taking in deep breaths, I decided to allow her in.

I walked to the door, opening it as she entered with her hands in front of her wringing nervously.

I shut the door to avoid anyone from listening to our conversation.

“What do you want to say?” I walked to my desk to sit in. “Make it quick. I’m kind of busy.”

Her eyes moved to the desk which had my phone with our pictures on it and a bottle of whisky by it.

I swiped the phone up, turning off the screen while taking up the bottle.

“Like I said,” I titled the bottle a bit. “I’m busy. So be quick about it.”

“Alright,” she sighed, pacing around the room. “The thing here is that I know I messed up.”

“That has already been established.”

“And I know that what I did was wrong even when I’m not the one who…”

“Is this supposed to make it any better? Because if you’re looking for a pity party then that’s not my place?”

She sighed. “It’s not a pity party, just listen to me.”

She was getting frustrated by the way I interrupted her.

“Look, the point is, all of this… what we’re doing with each other is affecting the children. We need to review everything.”

“What do you mean?”

“The children… they know we’re having some kind of issue. They are worried about us. They don’t like it. They seem to understand that we are not together. I can’t keep lying. They are worried about our relationship.”

At first I was worried about them being worried before shaking my head and refusing to listen to what she had said.

“There is no way they would be worried about that,” I sighed. “What do they know? They’re five. They’re smart but not that smart. Besides, they don’t have a reason to be worried.”

“If you’re going to be like this then what’s stopping you from pushing me away? You should do it and let me be on my way because I can’t keep up with this any longer.”

She failed her arms tirelessly by her side in a funny way even when she was serious.

If I wasn’t so mad at her I would have laughed it off.

“I know what I did was wrong. I fucked up and I’m sorry. But you can’t hold this against me everyday of my life? If you won’t forgive me then let me go. I’ll get out of here without looking back. I won’t hold you to it.”

She turned to leave as I dropped the bottle and phone on the table and rushed to stop her.

I held her wrist and dragged her to me as she fell onto my chest. It was just like in the movies.

We looked into each other’s eyes as I fell in love again.

Slowly, we leaned to each other, clashing our lips together while rubbing each other’s bodies.All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

I cleared the table of the items there, placing her on it and getting rid of my underwear.

I dug my hard dick into her, banging her until we were both cumming from the exercise.

She held onto me kissing me before I flipped her over, slamming into her with anger. She gasped, moaning with every move I made. She was just as tight as I remembered and my hands grabbed her breasts while going deeper into her.

When I was done, I let her down, taking up my clothes as she looked at me with sad eyes.

“Please don’t leave,” she said to me but I was still mad at her.

I couldn’t even look at her as I was filled with shame. I had gone against my code to not do anything with her until we had resolved this.