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

Travis’s POV

I had been alone throughout the day and I was still mad at Zendaya for everything.

I had sacrificed my life for her. I had been there for her and she had done nothing but pushed me aside like I was nothing to her. I hated how she treated me.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Why would she go on to stay out late with him? If she hated him then she would not be spending this amount of time with the man. She would be disgusted by him and she would try to escape from him any chance she got.

My phone rang as I picked it up to see Rowan. I hissed as I was not in the mood for calls but since I was less busy I had no choice but to answer it.

“What?!” I snapped.

“Woah,” he chuckled over the phone. “Easy there tiger. What happened?”

I told him everything. The fight I had with Zendaya, I poured it out to him.

When I was done I heard his breathing intensify as I knew he was just as mad as I was.

“You see what I was telling you at the bar? You shouldn’t have expected anything from that woman who already has children for another man. You should not expect her to stay with you but instead to go back to the father of her children.”

“I think we can work this out,” I sighed.

“Don’t be stupid, Travis. End this now and get yourself a broad who is hotter than Zendaya. There are loads of them, and get this, they don’t have children and would never go back to their former relationships.”

I nodded while he talked and when he was done, I cut the call.

I decided to go out for a little run to clear my head.

I wondered where she had gone with the kids since their school uniforms were still in their rooms.

Maybe they had gone to see Asher. This had me running faster and faster until I got tired from running.

I had so much anger built in my system that I needed to get rid of.

If the cases were reversed and I was the one in her shoes, I was sure she would flip her lid. She would call me a cheat and a liar and tell me that I was just giving an excuse to sleep with my ex-wife.

Instead here she was going on dates with that man and I had no say in it.

I couldn’t believe I could not go on any date with her. I suddenly felt hurt because I remembered that I had called her for a date and she had turned me down. Instead she had decided to go out with that man that has caused her so much pain.

All I had done was try to help her and bring her joy. I had only tried to be the best man for her. I had tried to be the best man for her children but what I got was a push and a shove out of her life.

I looked to the sky, panting heavily with my hands on my waist. I would have to focus on myself from this moment on.

I readied myself for her to get back as I was going to get to the bottom of this and ask her my questions.

I ran around the block, returned a few minutes later to see the children were back with Zendaya.

We locked eyes and immediately the air became tense.

I greeted the children who were too busy with the television as I turned to her.

“We need to talk,” I said.

“I’m busy,” she threw back as I inhaled deeply before deciding to be calm. I did not want the children to know about our fights.

“Please,” I said with a calm voice, walking into my room as I waited for her to show up.

She did and I decided to get the question I had out of my chest. After all, I had doubts about her plans and I wondered if she was still following the script or not.

“Make it quick,” she said. “I’ve got work to do.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“You heard me. I don’t have time for all of this. Do you remember the words you threw at me the other day? If you don’t, well I do. Oh and the argument too. I haven’t forgotten that one.”

I was not going to apologize to her for anything. She was at fault too.

“I have every right to ask you those questions and talk to you like that. You’re my girlfriend. It’s the same way you would react if I told you I wanted to get even with my ex-girlfriend and I was spending more time with her than I was spending with you.

“You would lose your mind and want her head on a spike and yet when I ask for clarity, I’m the villain. Shouldn’t you be concerned if I don’t bat an eye while you and Asher go on dates?”

“You should be concerned but you should watch your tone of voice. I am not a child nor am I a slave.”

“Do you love him?” I asked as she rolled her eyes. “No, I just want to know. Do you have feelings for Asher?”

I waited for a reply but only got her laughing. This was an odd thing to do.

This has my anger increasing.

“How can you ask me such questions?” she scoffed. “Are you being delusional or paranoid about me pretending to be in love with Asher?”

“Like I said I wanted to know what your answer would be. Just answer it.”

“This is stupid and uncalled for, Travis.”

“Stop deviating and answer the damn question. Do you have feelings for Asher? Tell me the truth, I can take it.”

I braced myself for impact. I would not be surprised no matter the answer.