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

Travis’s POV

Her silence said a lot and I wondered if she ever cared about me. It made me uneasy seeing as she averted her gaze from me.

I plopped into my bed while staring at her. I needed answers, answers I hoped she would provide for me.

“Do you have feelings for him, Zen?” I asked her with a calm and cold demeanor, but she looked away from me.

“Get a hold of yourself Travis,” she spat out before walking out of the bedroom. My anger got the better of me as I folded my fists in anger. I wanted so much to go out to her and ask her what she meant by that.

Losing control of my emotions, I grabbed a porcelain vase as I smashed it in response.

I could not believe I was acting like a little child. I had told myself that I would not act out and here I was doing exactly what I said I wouldn’t do.

To me my worst fears had come to pass and I had no way of stopping it. She had fallen for the man once again, something I was afraid of would happen.

I should have stopped her when I had the chance but I didn’t. Instead I let her go and I went ahead to think she would hold herself back from falling for him.

I should have held her back. I took in deep breaths.

I suddenly realized that she was spending too much time with Asher and wasn’t making any attempts to bring him down.

With her family it had been done within a week. She had even asked for my help and I had helped her destroy them.

With her ex boyfriend and her ex best friend she had destroyed them within record time too. They had not been a match for her genius intellect. However for Asher she was taking her time which was getting to me.

What was so special about him anyway? All he had done was destroy her life and instead of her to focus on him and the children, she was going to random parties and having the best time of her life.

For someone she said she hated, I had not seen any downfall of the man yet. She could have put him in awkward positions right now and brought him down with ease. His downfall would be massive and I knew it would come as a breeze.

Why she was holding back from doing that was something I would never understand.

I started to wonder why I had missed the signs. It was a large writing on the wall I should have seen. How had I been so blind to see how slow she was with him?Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

I decided that since she would not bring him down then I would bring him down myself.

I had sacrificed way too much for this relationship to see it go, I would make sure I kept it together and it didn’t matter my measures, I would bring down Asher myself.

I walked out of the bedroom to see her on call in her home study.

I halted at the door to stare at her walking about while smiling on the phone. The urge to ask who it was ate at me as our eyes clashed. Immediately, she shut the door on my face.

I walked to the living room to see the kids talking to each other while playing with their toys.

“I hate that man,” Landon said, with the others agreeing with him.

At first I ignored their conversation since they were children but when they kept on talking, I understood that they were talking about Asher.

From what I could get from them, he had approached them at the park and they had rejected him. Even the children knew better, why wouldn’t she learn and stay away from the man? Why was she proving to be too stubborn?

They hated him and they talked about it while playing their games.

They even wished they had not seen him for according to them, he had ruined their playtime.

I was so shocked by how they even knew who their father was. I started to believe that she had taken them out of the house that day so she would introduce them to their father and that has not ended well.

Why would she even include the children in her plan if she had no intentions of putting the children and the man acquainted with each other.

There were so many details I was not getting so I went to the floor where they played.

“Hey kids,” I smiled at them. “Tell me what happened at the park today.”

They looked at each other for some time before deciding to talk to me.

While they explained everything to me I could not help but feel proud of the children. They had effortlessly handed that man’s ass to him.

He was not going to win them over unless Zendaya changed their mind and that looked like it would take a piece of work.

I knew these children were going to be my trump card at winning this.

I started to think up a plan and I decided to use the children in my own way.

“I understand why you were angry,” I sighed, making a face that said that I empathized with them. “You know what, you don’t deserve to be harassed by a random man coming over to you guys and trying to get into your life when he didn’t want you in the first place.

“You all deserve better and I will help you get six of him. I am going to expose that stupid man for what he truly was and he will never bother you again.”

They didn’t seem to like my tone, but I wasn’t done yet.

“It will help your mother,” I dropped in as they readily agreed to my words. Now I had a team.