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

I was shocked by the way he had replied to me. It was clear he was mad at me the same way I was mad at him but I had no idea he would respond to me like that in front of the children.

Who did he think he was?

I could flip my lid and get aggressive towards him as well but I knew I did not want to show the wrong example to the children.

Maybe if they went to school and I had the chance to talk to him alone, I would understand why he was acting like that.

I could not wait to talk some sense into him and ask him what he wanted.

I knew I had asked him in the beginning before going after Asher if he would want me to do it. I had asked for his permission and had told him that if he did not like it he should tell me and I would drop it.

I had said that only for him to act a certain way towards me now. If there was anything happening now it was all his fault and not mine for I had asked him. That was how important he was to me.

If I didn’t care about his opinions or what he thought about me I would have gone ahead with my plans anyway.

I faked a calm to not get the children to notice. I was not going to lose my cool.

Travis walked to the minibar, grabbed a bottle of champagne and started back for his room.

“Mum?” Layla asked me with an inquisitive look in her eyes. “Are you fighting with Travis?”

“Oh no sweetheart,” I smiled at her. “I’m not fighting with Travis. What makes you say so?”

“Because of the way he talked to you,” she went on to take a bite from her food. “He didn’t seem happy with you. Did you do anything?”

“I didn’t. Maybe he woke up on the wrong side of bed today.”

“Was his bed broken?” Landon asked.

“I don’t know.”

“Should we check it out?”

“Landon, his bed is fine. You should eat your food and forget about Travis’s bed.”

They nodded before going back to their food. They had noticed his sour mood but I had expertly covered it up. I would not let the children see how badly we were fighting. That could leave a scar on them. One I didn’t want them to have.

“You know what?” I smiled. “How about we skip school today?”

“Really?!” Luca yelled.

“Yeah. I mean, your grades are fine, your classes are not intense for the week seeing as it’s just a week for fine arts. I’ll take you all to the park.”

They celebrated as they went into the room to change while I went to mine to do the same.

When I was done, I entered their room to see they were ready for me.

I took them to the garage, told them to get into the car and I was ready to take them to the park.

I was going to have so much fun with the children. We would play around the park before getting something to eat. We might as well take up ice cream to cool ourselves for the day.

When we reached, I chose a quiet spot where the children could play around without creepy people passing us by.

While they were playing and excited I sat at a corner staring into space.

Everything started to go really well as the children played before they heard the ice cream truck drive to the entrance of the pack.

“Mummy, we want ice cream!” they all shouted in sync.

I gave them each some money before leaning back in my chair to rest.

I waited for some time before deciding that maybe leaving them on their own was a terrible idea.

As I walked to where the truck was I found them with a man.

From a distance I was shocked and scared that he was a kidnapper. I increased my steps ready to fight if the need arose as I got closer to find out it was not a kidnapper but someone worse.

It was Asher!

He looked up at me as our eyes met and I was instantly stunned on what to do next.

“Zen?” he called with a smile on his face. “What are you doing here?”

I didn’t know what I was going to say as he had caught me at a bad time. This was not part of the plan.

Why was he here anyway? Had he tracked me? I sweated within me that if he had tracked me I would kill him for it.

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How had I not accounted for this? If I had taken the kids to school then I would not be here right now in front of him and thinking of the lies to tell.

“Mummy!” the children called to me as I knew I had been caught. There was no turning back now. It was too late. “That’s the man we told you about who came to our school.”

His face went from surprise to pale shock. He had not been expecting this and neither had I been expecting him.

Of all the times I had been caught lying, this had to top it off.

The look on his face was not one I’d love to see over and over again.

I could remember that he had asked me one time if I had children and I had replied with a negative comment. But here he was in front of me with my three children who all looked like him.

This was going to be a day filled with questions and awkward conversations which I was not ready to handle.

I had my plate filled with Travis already. I did not need his drama.