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

Knowing that I had a revenge plan against Alexander after seeing him with my former best friend, I told Travis all I had seen and leaned back in my chair to think of the past.

I couldn’t help it. The flashbacks were always there to remind me of how I had come far.

“I’m so sorry you had to see them again. Is there any way I could help?” he asked, wanting to help me but I could not accept his help anymore. He had done so much for me I did not know how I was going to repay him.

“Thank you but I’ll do this on my own,” I smiled trying to appear strong and brave while my heart broke from inside.

I had not known that being too close to those two would open old wounds I didn’t know were still there.

Seeing my family had done nothing but angered me and dished out hurt but seeing those two had only made me feel how painful betrayal was. That was a feeling I did not want to get again.

“Listen, you don’t have to act strong all the time,” he said leaning forward from his chair with his hands clasped on his laps. “I will be here all through the way and if you ever need backup I’ll be here to supply it.”

“Thank you,” I smiled again. “It’s just that I was not expecting to see them, you know. I mean, I had expected to see my family but not those two. They had really done a number on me and it still hurts.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“I was thinking that maybe seeing them won’t hurt that much but the more I think about the past the more I can see how much it hurts.”

“Then don’t think about the past,” he suggested. “Let it all go.”

It was easier said than done. I was sure he had not been in my position. That was why it was simple for him to say it like that.

“I’ll try,” was my response, however the harder I tried, the more I failed.

I still remembered how the betrayal of the two most important people in my life came about. These people were so important that I had trusted them with everything. One with my life and the other with my love.

Instead they had been banging behind my back and pretending to love me even when they both didn’t.

I had given the both of them everything but it had not been enough and they had chosen to be my enemies.

I remembered when my parents had come about with the announcement that I was getting married to the president, Asher. I did not like it and had tried to talk my way out of this stupid engagement but had not been successful.

My parents, being my parents, refused to listen to me but instead went ahead with the preparations as they did not care about what I thought.

I cried for days because I did not like it and I did not want to be forced into breaking off things with Alexander whom I loved and wanted to marry so much.

I tried explaining this to my parents but they did not care and went ahead with their plans.

During this period, I could remember calling Alexander on his phone but he did not pick up. I started to think he might have lost his phone but it was ringing and whoever had stolen it should have switched off the phone or gotten rid of the SIM card already.

I called numerous times but not once did I get a call back or have the call answered.

This hurt me so much but not as much as a message I found on my phone a few weeks after calling like a mad woman.

It had been from Alexander and it was a breakup message.

This had come as a shock since I could not remember fighting with Alexander or having any negative contact with him to warrant this breakup message.

I knew it was time to clarify this so after breakfast that morning, I visited him but was barred from seeing him by his security guards.

The guards knew me so having to be barred was another sign that something was wrong somewhere and I knew this was something I needed to rectify.

Knowing there was nothing to do, I went back home but not without calling my best friend, Blair, to complain.

She consoled me and told me everything would be alright to which I believed, however the day after our meeting I found strange pictures of her and Alexander on the internet together.

The pictures of my best friend and my boyfriend at the time surfaced on the internet letting me know that they were both romantically involved.

It was the worst kind of betrayal I could imagine happening to anyone. I had been tricked into believing they both loved me and I had been having faith that Alexander was going through some kind of crisis.

Who knew he was actually dating my friend?

While Asher was cruel to me, I appreciated that he was true and real with his intentions. He hated me from the beginning and that was as real as it could get.

Asher never pretended for one day to like me. He was mean to me and would use any method available to him to show that he did not care about me.

At least he had the decency to let his true feelings show and not lead me on which was what those two did to me.

They had both pretended to care about my feelings and to love me only to be banging each other behind my back. That was way more painful and I would have appreciated it if they had just told me from the start what they were doing.

Instead they had both chosen the route to stab me in the back and not care how I felt.