Ch. 11..15: The President's Pregnant, Ex-Wife Chapter 11-15

Chapter 11: Chapter 11 – Slow and steady

Sabrina and Devin’s packaged food arrived when Martin said, "I guess I arrived late." He meant that the siblings would soon be leaving. Inching close to Sabrina, he asked fervently, "Can we talk somewhere private?"

The corner of Sabrina’s lips raised but her eyes were emotionless. Politely, she responded, "Mister Dane, I divorced my husband 24 hours ago and in order to not waste your time, I will say it plainly. I am nowhere near ready to enter into any relationship."

Martin’s eyes dulled and Robin was looking the other way. He knew that Sabrina was finding it hard to get over Robin but never comprehended this part of her ambition. Martin was rather surprised by how she saw through him so easily.

"God, you are so raw. I wanted to talk about business."

Sabrina shook her head. She could not be fooled. The only time someone fooled her was when she fell in love with Robin. Having his seed growing in her, it was enough to keep her going. She did not want Robin but neither was she interested in Martin or any other man in general. She spoke casually, "Then there isn’t a need to go somewhere private, is there?"

Martin pursed his lips. He always thought Sabrina was shy. She might not remember him but he knew her since high school.

"Okay, I will say it here. Your brother was thinking about bringing your company to the next level and that means partnering with me."

"Mister Dane.." Sabrina was about to speak when Martin interrupted her saying,

"Martin. Call me Martin."

Sabrina took deep breaths. Politely, she addressed, "I prefer keeping formalities. Truth be told, I have a lot to learn since I’ve been a housewife for three years. Before then, I never worked. Give me time to know the company well before knowing what to do."

Martin’s gaze flashed with disappointment but he soon got over it. How could a housewife be so smart? Indeed, this collaboration was more in favor of Martin but he made it look as if Devin and Sabrina were the ones to benefit most from it

"Opportunities don’t come everyday and I’m doing this because of your brother," he tapped the table with his long fingers, crossed his legs and leaned back against his chair. Sabrina was a little uneasy with the request and thought about investigating further. She could not stand to disappoint her father again.

"I understand but please give me at least a month," she requested. Martin was not liking the idea. There were minerals he so desperately needed, aside from his intention to have Sabrina as well. For the reason why he wanted her, it was only up to him.

"I...."

"Martin, let me have a word with you," Devin interrupted.

"Sure," Martin agreed.

"I will use the ladies room," Sabrina said and stood up from her chair. As soon as she was out of view, Devin revealed,

"Martin, there is a problem."

"Which is?" Martin’s brows knit together while he asked. Devin contemplated a while before saying,

"Let me hook you up with Lizzy."

Martin frowned. "I told you from the onset that I wanted Sabrina."

"Before the divorce, you were considering Lizzy," Devin forced a smile and said. He wondered why both of his sisters were not liking Martin. He was rich and had an attractive persona yet, even Lizzy did not entertain the idea.

"I never did. I had decided to not partner with you until you informed me last night," Martin said defensively. After his chance encounter with Lizzy, he had insisted on Sabrina, though she was married. From the news he kept hearing about Robin and women, he discerned that the marriage was going to end one day.

"Till this morning, I did not know that she was pregnant," Devin dropped the bomb. Martin gulped but it was as if a lump formed his throat.

"Does Robin know?" He asked seriously. He could already guess that even if Sabrina did not reunite with Robin, there will be the issue of co-parenting, which meant that Robin would still be in the picture.

"No."

Martin breathed out a breath he did not know that he was holding. "Then it’s not a problem. Help me to get her and we can merge our companies together. If that happens, we shall be bigger than the Jewels and Robin would fall."

Devin smiled brightly for the first time that morning. It was such a relief, as he thought of how to break the news to Martin when he heard last night about the probability.

"To bring Robin down, I will try my best," he promised.

"She is the key," Martin insisted.

Devin saw Sabrina headed their way and said, "just don’t push it too much. She can be very difficult. Be slow and steady."

Chapter 12: Chapter 12 – Zayla’s dismay

Zayla received a call as soon as Robin dropped her off at the penthouse. It was her mother but she was reluctant to answer it. When it kept ringing continuously as if the caller would not hang up, she swiped the answer button and lifted the phone to her ears.

"Mother,"

"Zayla, what are you and your father up to?" The familiar voice came from inside the phone. She was not excited about what her daughter and husband were doing, for which reason she was left in the dark. It however did not hinder her from finding out and trying to make amends before it was too late.

"Nothing, Mother. He just calls to check on me more than you do," Zayla bit her lips to stop herself from saying more, so her lie would not be detected.

"Zayla, if you are doing anything bad with him, you have to understand that it will not end well for both of you," she heard her mother say. Zayla’s anger rose at how her mother portrayed herself as the righteous one.

"Did you call to curse me again?" Zayla was agitated and unable to control it. Her mother sounded calm on the phone and responded,

"No, I called to find out the reason why you have not returned home for the past two days. I also heard your father talking to a hospital administrator before rushing out of the house to Robin’s office. Zayla, live right and only then will you find happiness. Come back home and let’s talk."

The last part of her mother’s words sounded pleading and almost drowned in tears. For a moment, Zayla wanted to drop everything and run into her arms but she just got back the man she loved and as soon as she got the villa, things would be better. She was also a step to becoming Misses Jewel so what could go wrong?

"Mom, stop being paranoid. I went on a business trip and very soon, our company will benefit from it. As for what you heard Daddy talking on the phone about, I doubt that it has anything to do with me.

"What kind of business is it?" Her mother asked, not believing her daughter.

"Don’t worry, it’s nothing of your interest." Zayla was about to hang up when she heard her mother say,

"Then you should come home as soon as possible." Without responding, Zayla hung up the phone. At the same time, it rang. Thinking it was her mother, she was about to mute it before realizing it was her dad. Smiling, she swiped the answer button and lifted the device to her ear after sticking a lock of hair at the back of her ear.

"Dad..."

"Forget everything your mother said."

"I know Dad, her words don’t move me."

"Good."

"Dad, the doctor did a good job but also said that he was leaving for California. Can you arrange for somebody else during our next visit?"

"That will not be necessary, Zayla. Robin is a very shrewd and intelligent man. He would suspect it if we tried it again. Use your charms to get him into your bed. Also, make sure that he marries you. If we don’t get the villa, we can as well partner with the Jewels after marriage. I only thought about it lately. Don’t fail me, baby doll."

"Wonderful! Dad, I won’t fail. The bitch has refused to give back the villa so I will start working on plan B. Thanks, Dad."

"Time is ticking, Zayla. You have to be fast."

"Okay."

Zayla called Robin as soon as she hung up the phone. "Darling, how is work?"

Robin frowned again at that foreign word ’darling.’ Anytime Zayla called, he perceived it to be an emergency since she was carrying his child. It was the reason he ensured to answer it.

"I’m busy, Zayla, do you need anything?"

"No, I just miss you. Remember what the doctor said?"

"Why should I forget? I will finish up and see a friend, then I will be on my way," Robin responded casually. Zayla was over the moon. It was going to happen finally.

"Alright darling, I will see you soon."

It was past lunchtime so Zayla had her lunch, which she brought from the restaurant. She ensured to have a good rest which went for three hours. Waking up, she ensured to shower and wear another sexy lingerie but this time, she ensured to not wear any perfume.

She scattered rose petals on the bed again while she waited for Robin. An hour passed and he had not arrived so she dialed his number. It went through but there was no answer. She called again but no answer. After the twentieth ring without an answer, she grew worried. Ever since they met again two months ago, Robin answered her calls no matter how busy he was.

Zayla did not have any of Robin’s friends’ contact so she did not know where to begin her search. Suddenly, the doorbell rang and she ran to it. Pulling the door open, her excitement died when she saw the two men. Robin could barely stand on his two feet and was supported by his best friend.

"Sorry, he drank a lot," Daniel Root pushed Robin into Zayla’s arms without warning. She staggered and almost fell from the weight. Gritting her teeth, she blamed Daniel,

"You should have stopped him."

Daniel shrugged. "Then you don’t know him. You should ask Sabrina for tips on how to handle him," he said and left. A smile tugged at the corner of Daniel’s lips while he walked away, as he saw the dismay in Zayla’s eyes. ’You think you can handle Robin? This is just the beginning.’

Chapter 13: Chapter 13 – Craving his ex-wife after divorce

At the Jewels Group of Companies, Robin had arrived an hour before midday. His secretary, Aria sat from across his desk, while he gave her directives.

"Inform the CEOs of the five most performing companies. Arrange for a meeting tomorrow at..." Robin was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. His brows knit with worry when he saw the name on his screen, knowing he had dropped her off not long ago. "I’ll take this," he excused himself and answered the call. "I’m busy, Zayla, do you need anything?"

"Why should I forget? I will finish up and see a friend, then I will be on my way," Robin responded casually. Then he faced his secretary after ending the call and said,

"If any of them is late or does not show up, they will be sacked."

Aria made her notes on her iPad before she asked carefully, "Yes sir. Does it mean the meeting with the directors of the various companies will be after that?"

"Schedule that to noon. Thirty minutes after lunchtime, to be precise. I will be making a trip to New Jersey the day after."

Aria ensured to note everything as he had said. "Everything is duly noted, sir, is there anything else?"

"That is all there is for now and make sure you confirm the reason why Mr. Chance was here earlier."

"Yes sir."

"You are dismissed."

Robin took his coat and left, driving to the bar to meet with Daniel. "I’m surprised you made it early. No whores too," Daniel observed and spoke. His voice was slightly loud due to the loud music. In front of them were bottles of martini and glasses. Robin sat in front of Daniel and asked, ignoring his taunting statement earlier.

"Do you know any top management at the Clifton Hospital?"

"John, you know him too," Daniel responded casually while eyeing a group of ladies. As if nudged, he looked away as Robin spoke,

"Yes, but I don’t want to use my identity to get the information I need."

"What do you want to find out?" Daniel sipped a glass of martini and asked.

Robin paused, as his phone began to ring. Muting it, he returned to the conversation. "I need Sabrina’s health...." The phone was vibrating and whiles he pushed it away again, Daniel got curious. He stretched his neck to check the caller.

"Isn’t that your first love? Why aren’t you answering?"

"She’s at home, waiting to be fucked," Robin revealed and gulped down a full glass of martini at a goal. His throat burned.

"That should make you happy," Daniel smiled and responded.

"It doesn’t," Robin instantly sneered at the statement but Daniel seemed surprised.

"Strange."

Robin filled another glass with a martini but sipped it this time. "I don’t know Dan but I don’t feel like doing it with her."

Daniel’s brows creased but Robin’s phone was now vibrating on the table. "That is strange but are you going to answer the phone?" He asked seriously when Robin made no attempt to do so.

"No. It was good I got drunk that day because I can’t seem to just fuck her in my right sense."

Daniel wanted to laugh but Robin was in bad shape, he held it in. Subtly, he advised, "You should try harder. A woman has needs."

"She saved my life and I can’t treat her like a whore."

Daniel was getting confused by Robin’s utterances so he asked, "So was Sabrina a whore when you fucked her?"

At the mention of Sabrina, Robin looked around worriedly, saying in a low tone, "Keep your voice down. You don’t understand."

"Then make me," Daniel said with a grimace.

Robin gulped down another full glass of martini, biting a sliced lemon after to reduce the burn. He began to feel tipsy and revealed, "Sabrina is the only woman I ever kissed and I’m used to doing it with her without protection but I can’t seem to do so with any other woman."

Daniel laughed and gulped down his remaining glass of martini. Filling the glass again, he asked, "So you’ve never kissed Zayla?"

"Perhaps when I was drunk but I don’t remember," Robin gritted his teeth and spoke. Daniel shook his head in shock. This did not sound like Robin.

"And the sex?" He asked.

"I don’t remember it either but we were both naked when I woke up. I regretted it when I woke up but since she got pregnant, it made me happy," Robin said with a small smile.

"Have you checked the CCTVs?"

"I got none but Zayla would not lie to me. I just can’t face her because I can’t give her what she wants. I need time to get over Sabrina but Zayla’s seems to be in a hurry."

Daniel felt like it was a different person. Whereas seeing how Robin was already tipsy, he said, "You know what, you need to go home. We will talk again when you are sober."

"I’m not drunk," Robin spoke with anguish.

"Then stand up and walk," Daniel taunted.

Robin stood up and staggered but Daniel caught him timely and walked him out of the bar. He drove Robin to his penthouse where he handed him over to Zayla and left.

Zayla was upset that her plans were failing. She managed to take Robin to the couch and drew close to kiss him on the lips when envy rose in her heart at his words,

"Sabrina, are you back? You know I miss you right?"

Chapter 14: Chapter 14 – Robin’s reasons

The villa looked as neat as always and there was the aroma of Robin’s favorite pasta. He loved the familiar scent and sauntering to the dining table, he saw the steaming pasta, just the way Sabrina used to cook it.

He sat on the chair, his eyes on the pasta, and was about to pick the cutlery but was curious about the cook. His eyes darted here and there but there was no sign of her. ’Where is she?’ Robin asked himself and slowly dropped the cutlery.

"Sabrina, are you back? You know I miss you right?"

He did not care that he said it openly and anyone might hear it including the maids. There was no response but he heard movements from the kitchen, beginning to walk towards it. He stopped at the entrance when he saw her back turned.

"Did you hear what I said? I said I missed you." He never said such words to her before and was expecting her reaction. He saw Sabrina turn around and smile. She began to speak but the sound of her voice sounded different.

"Darling, what are you saying? Did you forget my name?"

He saw Sabrina speaking but the voice he kept hearing was not hers, though it was also familiar. "Darling, you promised," Robin felt a hand around his manhood but there was a reasonable distance between them. His eyes opened and he saw a face close to his, a hand which was caressing his hard manhood, and their lips almost colliding.

He pushed the familiar face away and rose to a sitting position, messing his hair with his fingers, and his vision blurred.

Zayla fell on the floor, buttocks first, her eyes wide in panic at the reckoning of the situation.

"Robin, what happened?" She asked in a teary voice with teary ears. Robin groaned before trying to analyze the situation.

"Zayla?"

He saw her on the floor as if she was in pain. His heart tightened at how he carelessly pushed a pregnant woman. He was surprised when the understanding settled that he was dreaming about Sabrina a while ago. ’That woman. How dare she play with my mind?’ Robin could not understand how Sabrina had appeared in his dreams.

"What happened? Why are you sitting on the floor?"

Zayla was amazed by the split change in him. It did not ease the bitterness and pain she felt earlier upon hearing that he was missing his ex-wife. How could he miss her when she was right there, offering herself to him?

"You pushed me away, Robin. You pushed me," Zayla whimpered, wiping her tears.

Robin felt guilty and his heart tightened. He was not too drunk so the sleep helped. The fatigue he felt was more than the alcohol in his system since he had neither eaten nor slept well for two days now.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to," he stood up, bent down, and scooped Zayla into his arms. His hands rested on her stomach when he sat on the couch and settled her on his lap. It felt like a dream for Robin to give her so much attention.

"Are you sure darling?" She asked, hiding the amusement that was begging to come out of the shield. When she wrapped her arms around his neck. Robin was suddenly uncomfortable.

’There we go again with this darling of a thing.’

"Just address me by my name, Zayla," Robin said with equal irritation.

Realizing that Sabrina had a part in Robin’s heart, Zayla readily agreed. If she angered him, he would begin comparing and that would not be good.

"But Robin, you said that you missed Sabrina."

Robin was not expecting the question. Was Zayla in his dream? Or maybe, he spoke allowed. "Ha? Did I?"

"Maybe you were dreaming but you said so," Zayla pressed, making it tough for him to deny it.

"There’s nothing like that," he tried to clarify. He did not understand the reason why he said those things in a mere dream when he never said so to any woman in real life.

"But you said it."

"I must have but maybe it was a dream." Seeing Zayla’s dismay, he explained further.

"Look, even when enemies who have lived together get separated, there might still be a few things to remind you of the person. Sabrina was always good to me so it would not be wrong for me to feel a little guilty for having divorced her. You are the want I want, Zayla. Understand that."

His soft words melted Zayla’s heart and she pressed her forehead to his. "But you make me feel as if I’m forcing myself on you." Her lips were about to meet his when he pulled his head back. Zayla was disheartened but Robin explained,

"I need time, Zayla. The doctor must have said it’s okay to have sex but when I don’t feel right about something, I take my time."

The light in Zayla’s eyes dimmed at his words. How can a man claim to love a woman and not feel sexually attracted to her? Zayla did not have the forbearance for him to put it all together. "You are not sure about me?"

Robin guided her away from his lap to sit next to him. He explained once again. "Not you. The fear of hurting the child. It’s still at the early stage. Please Zayla, let’s wait and have another check. Then I can be sure."

His soft words made Zayla uneasy. Her father would not be able to pull any more strings so her mind went into thinking mode once again. "Are you sure you want me and this child?" The child was Robin’s greatest weakness and he thought carefully before responding,

"If I didn’t, I would not have divorced Sabrina. I owe you my life, Zayla...I"

Zayla smiled but her heart was bleeding. It seemed that Robin only wanted her because she saved his life. If not,

"Then why have you not asked me to marry you?" Zayla asked, forcing Robin to bite back the rest of his words.

Chapter 15: Chapter 15 – Not making headway with Robin

The word marriage did not sound attractive to Robin. He was careful to not let anyone including the media know that he and Sabrina were divorced for reasons best known to him so how could he announce his marriage to Zayla? His lips pressed tightly, as he thought of the best way to approach the matter.

"Zayla, it’s just been two days and you are already talking about marriage."

Zayla blinked and her eyes turned red, as waves of shock flung through her. She was smart enough to understand that Robin was not thinking about marriage anytime soon.

"But I’m already pregnant and I don’t want to have my child out of wedlock. You married Sabrina for three years but she could not give you what I’m giving you after a night," Zayla said bitterly.

It’s been years and Robin has changed so much from who he used to be. This man was not one to easily be manipulated and Zayla felt like a loser with each passing day. It was just hard to get through to him, since he managed her like his chain of companies, only giving her what he thought was necessary but not what she wanted.

"I did not marry Sabrina from my own will. It was a business deal between our parents."

The revelation was shocking to Zayla, she felt hot all over. She always thought that Sabrina must have seduced Robin to get the ring. "Really?"

"Yes. That’s why I need time," Robin said softly, Zayla gulped. She lost the villa and Robin was not ready for another marriage so how would she save her father’s company in two months?

Taking deep breaths, she asked, "How long are we looking at?"

"I don’t know. There are so many events coming up. Most of them, we shall be attending together," Robin responded. He did not want to take Zayla to those events but since he used to go with different women in the past, no one would think it was because he was divorced. He never even wore his ring so that side of the matter was not a big deal.

"And how are you going to introduce me at such events?" Zayla asked. She wanted Robin to understand that she needed a title. She could not allow herself to be branded as a mistress.

"Zayla, there are stages in relationships. This is my first time going through a normal process so please don’t rush it. You are the woman so don’t take up my role. Allow me to do everything at my pace, okay?"

Zayla forced a smile, feeling like she lost everything and Robin was the only winner. He could have fun with other women but will leave her starved, without a title, and the villa. How bad could it get? "Okay but can you not fuck other girls?"

Robin frowned. He has been a golden boy since high school. It got worse in college and was one of the reasons his father felt like he needed a wife to tame him. Even after that, nothing changed. He sneered,

"Zayla, if you don’t want me to lie to you, then don’t make such a request again."

Zayla was teary-eyed. She wished that she did not love him so much. It would have made it easy because this man was killing her softly yet, she could do nothing about it. "I thought that men change when they find the woman they love."

Robin held both of her shoulders, stared her in the eyes, and asked, "Love and sex are two different things. Don’t mix them. Do men fuck prostitutes because they love them?"

"No," Zayla shook her head. Robin smiled with satisfaction before he released her shoulders and stood on his feet. Whiles looking below, he announced,

"I will go to my room now."

Zayla watched as the figure disappeared. She sat back in the sofa in deep thought before picking her phone and jotting down her next plan of action. She had to know more about Robin’s likes and dislikes but at least she knew that he liked homecooked meals. She might not be a good cook but it was never too late to learn.

She also recalled that after the effort she had put in to make the penthouse a home, Robin had not commented on it. Well, she could not blame him so much from the state in which he returned home last night but there were others things she could do to make him the man she wanted him to be. Then, she could convince him to give her the villa as its rightful owner.

After noting down a few points she closed her eyes and dozed off. By the time she woke up, the cleaners had arrived and Robin had already left. Good enough, he ordered breakfast for her but she meant to give him the surprise of his life, as she stared at one of the maids who just walked in.