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

Auroras POV

I started to feel bad for bringing Zendaya over as mother had not called as usual before showing up.

“Hey zen. How about you go home and we’ll talk over the phone?” I said to her as she nodded but kept her eyes on the woman.

“Zen…” the woman tried to talk to Zendaya who didn’t respond but walked away in anger. “Zendaya, come back here right now! I am your mother! Enough with this nonsense.”

“Mother, stop it,” I said as the woman shot me an eye which had me closing my eyes and looking away in anger.

“Zendaya you ungrateful brat! Do you even know how much I have given up for your sake?! Everything! But instead this is how you treat me. You are cruel and wicked.”

I had had enough of this and I decided to put the woman in her place.

“Mother stop!” I yelled, shocking the woman as I had never raised my voice for the woman before. She did not know what to do as she stared at me with shocked eyes.

Her surprised expression turned to anger as she found out I was stopping her from making a fool out of herself.

“What are you doing defending her?” she asked in anger. “How dare you do that?”

“Because you’re causing a scene,” I said, moving out of the way for her to enter the room before I closed the door. “You clearly know she doesn’t want to talk to you but you somehow make her mad at you all the time.

“I don’t know what you’re trying to achieve but you’re not doing a great job by doing it. You’re only pissing her off even more as the days pass by.”

“How long was she here?” she asked.

I was silent. I didn’t want her to know.

“Just tell me already,” she blurted.

“Four hours,” I said. She widened her eyes with a scoff.

“Four hours? What were you two talking about?”

I walked into the kitchen ignoring her but she was not done yet. She followed me there with the intention of talking about things that didn’t matter.

“I know that you don’t want to tell me because you two were talking about me behind your backs. Now I’m here, you both have nothing to say.”

“The relationship I have with her is clearly not your business. Now you can think up whatever you want to think and I wouldn’t even care about it. Just don’t get in my way of my relationship with my sister. You already tried destroying it the last time, this time I’m out for you so stay away.”

That was clearly a threat.

“It’s very clear that it was a good idea to keep our relationship a secret because you always make things difficult for her.”

“Okay now you’re just projecting,” she sighed. “Name one time when I actually projected towards her?”

“I can name numerous, mum! But I don’t have the time for that.”

Mother was not happy that I had said that. She wanted me to be on her side but not after she had ruined my relationship with my only sister.

I got out of the kitchen and entered the living room just as we sat down.

She was furious that I was giving her the cold shoulder as she called the maid in the house.

“Ma’am,” she smiled.

“Get me a sandwich. Don’t forget to make the crust extra hard, and if I don’t get what I want, I will be on my way out of here as quickly as possible.”

I chuckled looking at the maid who bowed before leaving.

“So… why are you here, mother?” I asked. “What do you want? You are always coming for stuff and seriously it’s getting tiresome.”

“Why do you mean? If you don’t want me around you all you need to do is tell me that you don’t want me around.”

The urge to do that was higher than anything I had ever felt but I held back myself. There was no need to go through this over and over again with her. It was clear she wanted to fight with me.

“Fine,” I succumbed to her argument. “What do you still want anyway?”

“I’m here because I need some money from your husband.”

“Why?” I leaned forward.

“What do you mean why? I am your mother, I can ask you for money and I wouldn’t even…”

“Mum, please be serious and tell me what you actually want. All of this back and forth is not really helping anyone. What do you want?”

“I need money,” she repeated again.

“Why?”

It was like dejavu. This woman was stressing me out and sometimes I wondered how she was my mother and I her child.

She sighed knowing that just like me she would not get anywhere by being a bitch.

“Our stocks are dwindling and we had to sell some to pay off our debts to the investors.”

“I’ll speak to him when he gets back from work but I can’t promise anything.”

That was the best I could do for her. I was not going to promise to do something and fail later on. I wanted her to remove whatever hope she had of me before.

The maid brought the sandwich to give to her as she started to complain over how the sandwich was dropped like a piece of pudding and wasn’t even like the type they would show on television.

Watching them interact had me leaning towards the maid. My mother was just being a difficult woman.

“I don’t like this sandwich so you should make me another,” she said as I grunted.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Jesus Christ, mum, just eat your damn sandwich!” I yelled at her, taking the side of the maid who was shocked. I waved her away as the woman started to eat the food without complaining.

Zendaya had dodged a bullet with this one. Mother as usual was a pain in my butt.