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

Asher’s POV

“You are a very big disappointment!” I yelled on the phone as I entered the house, passing Zendaya. I had been on the phone for a few minutes yelling at a minister on the phone who had done the opposite of what I asked for.

He was trying to prove that he was more experienced in this line of work when compared to me and k was trying to tell him that it wasn’t about experience at this point but about how well one could work.

We argued and went back and forth a couple of times before I cut the call.

That was the second call I was having which was putting me in a terrible mood.

I flopped into the couch, leaning my head back until I could see the ceiling.

“Hey,” Zendaya said beside me. “Are you okay? You seem stressed and you’ve been on the phone for a very long time.”

“Yeah,” I sighed. “Just work stuff.”

The first call I had was from my PR team. Lately they had been getting on my nerves. I had disagreements with my legal team and PR team as they said releasing a particular statement might reduce my popularity.

I refused to believe such horseshit but they were taking their belief system really seriously and I was leaving them to do whatever they wanted to do while I did mine.

I had screamed over the phone that this was not hip hop and I was planning to get married and tell the people of my wife and three children, however, according to their own beliefs they refused to let me do it.

I was the president, how could they tell me what I could and couldn’t do. Did they know how crazy what they were trying to do was?

“Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?” she asked but I shook my head.

“It’s fine baby,” I smiled at her. “You don’t need to worry about this. It’s nothing special.”

But it was special. If the entire political system were going to fight against me, I would use what I had to fight against them too. They had no idea who I was and what I was capable of doing.

With a sigh, I got to my feet to kiss her and head to the balcony.

She joined me minutes later to tell me how her time with her family had gone.

We talked about how crazy they would be to find out she had bought the company.

“I’m betting you’re not going to tell them anytime soon,” I smiled as she shook her head.

“I’d like to tell them but not now. There isn’t a reason to do that.”

“Whatever you want to do, it’s fine. You should do it.”

When I got to my room, I called for a press meeting for the next day. I would introduce my family during that period.

I had the security set up so they would know that I was going to appear there and stop whatever rumors that were flying about us.

I knew people would be saying a few things about me and Zendaya so the best way to get rid of those rumors would be to tell them that I didn’t care and I only have limited space for their stupidity.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Of course I would not be as vulgar as that but I would say it in a way that represented my true feelings in a nice way.

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By the next morning, I was in the limousine with the children and Zendaya, all dressed up and heading for the venue of the press meeting.

“Now, you all are a natural,” I smiled to the children. “All you have to do is smile at the camera and you’re good to go.”

They understood why they were there and I was going to protect them from any random person that would come to attack them but that was not why I was truly there.

I climbed the stage with my children and fiancée as everyone gasped.

They had thought I would leave them but no, they were my family.

I released a public statement on my three children and getting remarried with my ex wife, Zendaya.

I told them what I wanted them to hear. That my children were no longer normal children but the presidential ones. My girlfriend was about to be an official First Lady.

While I talked to the crowd, I saw some of them were frowning at what I had said but I didn’t care. They only wanted what would look good on camera and my relationship was not looking good for the camera.

We were not the best couple out there, but we were definitely the strongest due to what we had gone through, yet we were still standing.

When I was done, they all tried to ask me questions as I halted them and went down the stairs. I saw Zendaya beaming with pride as we hugged deeply.

“Thank you so much for everything,” I said to her before kissing her lips. I knew I was dragging attention but that was for the best. That way they would give me the privacy I needed to be with my fiancée.

“I didn’t know you wanted us to go public?” She asked as I laughed.

“What do you think I carried you out for?” I laughed.

“Maybe to cheer you on,” she noted.

We entered the car to avoid the questions from the public as the car drove us to a park.

While we stayed there watching the children play, we kissed. I loved how she made me feel.

She made me feel complete. I loved that feeling. I wanted her forever and not just for a good time.

We talked about our future and what we wanted in it. It was going to be one of those beautiful times we would share and I wanted it for us.

“I love you,” I said after hearing what she wanted for us.