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

Zendaya’s POV

I was watching the television about the president’s party when I saw the question being asked. This hit me hard. Seeing him frown and angry on the day he was supposed to be happy had me gritting my teeth.

“Damn you Travis,” I growled. This was all his fault. The same way Asher would blame me until he died is the same way I would blame Travis for being the reason this was there. I would have gone through this without any problem if I had just deleted this stupid file.

Instead I had saved it in my laptop. Now I was stuck with an eternity of guilt and shame.

So was the president since his entire secret was out.

The question asked by the reporter could run the rest of his day. I wondered how he would act if he came back to me. Would he even want to talk to me or would he be angry that I had caused this much problem?

How tactless could this reporter be to have hit the man with such a low blow?

Asher on the television only frowned for a while before turning to the camera to smile with his presidential smile which gave off a symbol of hope and faith.

It was the type of smile he gave on his campaign trails.

“I have faith in the people that the scandal was used by malicious people,” he said with a deep confident voice. “And I know that the people who trusted in me would support me no matter what. This is only a minor setback brought up by my opposition.

“Such a low blow if you ask me. I would never do this to any of them. However, I proudly declare that I will run for another term and I will do my best to be worthy of the people’s vote. So fear not, citizens! For I will be here to continue my good work for the country.”

Everyone clapped and cheered and even I couldn’t stop myself from smiling after he was done saying that.

He was very smart from turning that around to his favor. I couldn’t imagine doing the same thing when I would be asked that in that kind of situation. I would be stuck with what to say. I was sure I would even fumble my words and try to run into my car.

I was not like him. He was too good at this. This was part of why he was the president, to have comeback likes for this.

He already had too much experience, of course he would have something to say.

This was time to give him his evening surprise when he would get home.

I was excited to see how he would receive it. At least that stupid reporter had not ruined anything yet.

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Asher’s POV

I waved to the cheering crowd before getting into my car as my driver took me home.

On my way there all I could think about was how I had dodged a bullet.

That was a very close call. They were all waiting for me to fumble and if I had done that they would have used it in their articles as that would be used during the next campaign.

Being a quick thinker and someone who was smart, I had turned this around to my favor.

The cheers had been a bonus but I was glad I had actually said something.

No one was going to ruin my day. Even when the scandal was still in people’s faces, I would not let it ruin my day, not even by a long shot.

Well, the surprises were done for the day, I thought, leaning back in my seat.

It was time to go home and rest. Even Zendaya had outdone herself by that morning surprise meal. As soon as I got home, Zendaya jumped out of the house with a piece of cloth on her hand.

“Hey,” she smiled. “I saw the interview. Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” I said, hugging her just as she used the piece of cloth around my eyes. “What are you doing?”

“Just hush and follow me,” she said. That was weird. Was the surprise not over? Was there something else I was missing?

She led me into the house as I could hear whispers and tumbles around me but couldn’t see anything due to being temporarily blind.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Stairs,” she said as I nodded, following her leadership up the stairs.

As usual I wanted to go to my room which was by the right but she led me to the left.

I never went to the left on my own and I started to wonder where she was taking me to.

There were so many rooms there and I couldn’t place my hand on one.

“Are you ready?” she asked me but I was not ready. I just wanted to see what she had planned for me.

“Yeah,” I gave the response anyone would give in that situation.

She got rid of the blindfold as everything got too bright for a second before everyone screamed in my ears.

“Surprise!”

Right in front of me was a cozy setting in the large cinema I rarely used. It was a surprise movie night with the children and this was what I needed. I just wanted to come back from that chaos outside to my home and relax with my children. I wanted this.

I got down on the chair and held the triplets in my arms while watching Zendaya put on the movie. It was very funny watching her fumble around but when I was tired of seeing her do it, I started to give her verbal instructions on how to do it.

But as usual, she was headstrong and I let getting responses of, “I know how to do it.”

“I love you mother,” I said to the triplets while watching her fall around.

Finally she got the movie on and she sat down.