Ch. 451..455: The President's Pregnant, Ex-Wife Chapter 451-455

Chapter 451: Chapter 451 - Just one more, my queen

His manhood was already swelling inside of her and she despised the fabric separating them. Sabrina longed for the skin-to-skin contact, but her sensitivity had increased due to the episiotomy she had undergone.

"Ah, my king, you’re driving me crazy," she moaned, caressing him through his clothes. Robin chuckled, enjoying her reactions.

"It’s going to be a long night, so just be patient and enjoy it, my beautiful queen," Robin said with a heavy breath, plunging deeper while still supporting her with his arms.

The pleasure coursing through his body made it seem as if she weighed nothing, and he thrust faster, her wetness coating his manhood as her first orgasm in two months rushed over her.

Robin reached a climax and paused instantly, carrying her to the bed without breaking their position.

Sabrina was panting from her release, and as her back touched the bed, her eyes were barely closing when Robin removed his pajama shirt and began to undress her.

Robin’s knees touched the luxury fluffy rug as he pulled her to the edge of the bed, spreading her legs and beginning to lick her juices, making her squirm with pleasure.

Sabrina had not recovered from her first release when another one hit her harder than the first.

"Ah...my King, I’m coming again," she moaned. Robin groaned and sucked harder, her warm juices flowing as he licked them all.

Sabrina was out of breath from so much pleasure, her face beaded with sweat and beginning to feel exhausted.

After all, it had been two months since she had experienced such intense pleasure in such a short period of time.

Robin carried her to the middle of the bed, laid beside her, and began to suck her neck passionately. Sabrina tilted her head back, granting him more access.

His fingers skillfully caressed her naked body with his warm palms, exactly what Sabrina had wanted before. He licked her already reddened ears with his tongue, the sensation making her shiver with excitement.

His arm was still tightly wrapped around her as he continued to fondle her breasts and clitoris. Thankfully, she had emptied her breasts before it all began.

Sabrina was biting her bottom lip as they lay on their sides, facing the same direction. Her knees were slightly up, and Robin slid up behind her pelvis and entered her from behind.

Sabrina felt full, and it seemed like she was going to tear tonight after going through so much. Robin was hitting her hard, but all she felt was pleasure, and she kept urging him with her moans.

He knew her soft spots and the exact things to do to make her want more. As her third release neared, Robin didn’t hold back this time, and they released together.

Sabrina was about to give in to sleep, but Robin had started another round of foreplay, turning her around to face him.

Her sleepy form made her so sexy that he was already hovering over her once more. He knelt over her on the bed, and she knew that he wasn’t done with her.

"My king, I’m tired," she yawned, her eyes closed. Robin smiled, and his manhood hardened once again.

"Just one more, my queen. I promise to be quick."

Sabrina did not respond, but her smile was an assurance that he should go ahead. Robin knelt over her and lifted one of her legs to his waist, and she wrapped it around him.

Her other leg was resting under her butt. As Robin thrust into her, she yelped. "Ah, Robin, this feels good."

Robin frowned a little and hit her hard. She screamed, and the sleep cleared from her eyes. "That is your punishment for addressing your husband by his first name."

Sabrina chuckled and opened her eyes. As their gazes locked, she discerned the seriousness in his tone and instantly apologized.

"I’m sorry. I was just carried away."

"Apology accepted," Robin smiled and responded, his thrusts becoming powerful but not overboard to cause her pain.

The sideways angle felt totally different and hot. They had a lot of eye contact and were literally interwoven, allowing for deep, powerful thrusts.

This sex position was new to both of them, but it was as if they were meant for it, rocking back and forth into a satisfying rhythm that worked for both of them. By the time Sabrina had her fourth release, her eyes dulled, and she passed out.

Robin dropped beside her and, after gathering her into his arms, sleep stole him. By the time he woke up, it was almost midday, and Sabrina was still sleeping.

Robin smiled and kissed her hair before tiptoeing out of the room to not wake her. He succeeded in exhausting her last night and knew she would be very hungry when she woke up.

First, he branched to the children’s room, but they weren’t there. The twins were with grandma in the living room.

"Good morning, buddy, hope you were a good boy last night?" Robin kissed Robert on the cheek and spoke.

Robert grinned, and Robin’s heart warmed greatly, making him kiss Robert’s forehead and tickle him.

"I will go and visit your aunt at the hospital, and when I return, we shall have fun."

Turning to Savannah, she was already grinning. Robin kissed her multiple times on the cheek.

"I see you are so happy with grandma. Don’t worry. Daddy and mommy will be here to play with you soon."

Grandma Cecilia was quite curious about Robin’s arrangements and asked him, "Aren’t you returning to work?"

Robin stared at the twins and smiled. "I’m still thinking about it but let me make breakfast for my wife before she wakes up," Robin winked.

The old woman shook her head, already guessing what had happened to Sabrina last night.

Reaching the kitchen, the chef quickly met Robin there. "Sir, breakfast is cold. I will make you another one."

Robin refused. "Don’t worry. Go and rest. I’m making breakfast for my wife by myself."

"Sir..." the chef did not finish speaking when Robin closed the door in his face. He was plating the food after over twenty minutes when the kitchen door opened and Jacob walked in.

"Why are you cooking?" He asked with shock. Robin continued plating the food as he spoke,

"I’m doing it for my wife. Do you have a problem with that?" He asked seriously, Jacob was mesmerized

"You know how to cook?"

Robin glanced at him and replied, "I learned to cook solely for my wife." He picked up the tray and added,

"Look, I would love to stay and chat but I don’t want to ruin my surprise for my wife," Robin said and carried the large tray out of the kitchen.

As Jacob stared at his back, one thing settled on his mind. He would have never been able to win or take Sabrina from Robin. The guy was the embodiment of love, giving and showing it to the right person.

A smile stretched Jacob’s lips, as he felt like he knew exactly how to win Laura’s heart now.

Chapter 452: Chapter 452 – Dreaming of You

Sabrina was still soundly asleep when Robin returned. She was too exhausted. Robin dropped the large tray at the foot of the king-size luxury bed and crawled to her side on the bed.

His hand snaked around her waist as he began to kiss the crook of her neck. Sabrina’s lips stretched dreamily; her husband could never have enough of her, and neither could she get enough of him.

"I was dreaming of you throughout the night," she confessed and turned to face him. Even with his disheveled hair, he was so breathtaking.

Robin stared at his beautiful wife and removed strands of blonde hair from her face to the back of her ears. He could tell that she was happy, just as he always wanted her to be.

Flattered that she had been dreaming about him, he regretted waking her.

"Then I shouldn’t have woken you to continue dreaming about me, but I’m afraid you need to eat to have more breast milk for our babies and more strength for tonight," he kissed her on the lips.

The sound of babies caused Sabrina to be alert, though she felt lazy. "What’s the time and what’s that aroma? Do I smell eggs, baked beans, sausages, and toast?"

She could make out almost all the dishes on the tray by their delicious aroma. "I made my beautiful and exhausted wife breakfast in bed," Robin said proudly.

It wasn’t the first time he cooked for her, but Sabrina was happy that he still did it even with all the people in the villa.

Her stomach rumbled instantly due to the aroma sweeping through her nose. "I could so get used to this, but my body aches. I feel so sore. You were such a beast last night," Sabrina said in an amused tone.

She couldn’t say that she didn’t enjoy it. However, Robin was a little guilty, feeling that he must have gone too far.

"I’m so sorry, but how could I get my hands off you when you are so sexy? I’m afraid you would have to be enduring these kinds of tortures every night."

Sabrina chuckled, recalling everything that happened between them last night. "For as long as you will keep making me breakfast in bed, I think I will enjoy all your sweet tortures," she snuggled close to his chest and spoke.

Robin was still disturbed and asked seriously, "But tell me the truth. Did you enjoy it?"

Sabrina’s cheeks flushed at the question as she responded, "Is that even a question? I lost count of all the pleasure and release you gave me. I love you, my king, and I love the way you make love to me," she said shyly.

Robin was relieved and he could feel his heart rate stabilizing once again.

If she had complained that it was too much for her, he would have reduced the frequency or tamed his beast, but since she loved it, he was always hers, whenever she wanted it.

"Then we should have one more round before we shower," he winked, but Sabrina’s stomach growled once again and she lifted herself to a sitting position.

"That should also be after breakfast, and we have to go see Matilda at the hospital," she said before remembering her cute bundles of joy and asking, "How are the babies?"

"The earlier we finish over here, the earlier you get to see your best friend, but the babies are happy with grandma."

Sabrina smiled so much since she woke up that her jaws began to ache. She felt so proud to have given her ex-husband a second chance, as no other person would have been able to bring her such an amount of happiness.

"I guess they don’t even miss me when I’m here suffering from engorgement," Sabrina shook her head. Robin carried the large tray and set it before her.

"I think you should also breastfeed them before we leave but right now, I will make sure that you are well fed."

"You spoil me, my king," Sabrina smiled and spoke, as they ate breakfast together, feeding each other and cracking naughty jokes all through.

Three hours later, they were at the hospital and Sabrina was blushing like a little girl. Their morning make-out was splendid, and they did it in the shower again.

The twins had also done a good job in sucking all the juices from her breast, so she felt very light and bubbly.

"Tilda, how are you today?" Sabrina asked excitedly, as she stood beside the bed of her best friend.

Matilda was equally excited and regretful when she had considered getting rid of her child. Ever since giving birth to him, she had been very happy and wished for more.

"I’m doing very well, Brina. I will be discharged tomorrow," she said.

"Then you get to see your enemies fall," Robin said teasingly. Matilda frowned a little and asked,

"What are you talking about?" Devin had not told her about the four people Robin had locked away. Robin explained,

"We suspect that the man who looks like me is Martin and the women with him are Zayla, Mara, and her caretaker. The DNA test will be ready on the same day you will be discharged."

Matilda was overjoyed at the news and didn’t want to miss it for anything. "Then I will be there but I don’t want to take the baby there."

Robin smiled and spoke reassuringly, "Don’t worry. I have the perfect people to take care of the babies but everything is merely suspicions. Don’t get disappointed if it doesn’t happen as I have said," he warned, but it didn’t diminish Matilda’s excitement.

***

In a glass cage, four people woke up, confused about their surroundings, and began hitting the glass, hoping someone would let them out.

They were not tied up, but there was no way for them to escape, not even a window. The door was also not visible to the eye.

"What is going on? Where are we?" Hazel asked with tears in her eyes.

Chapter 453: Chapter 453 - A Good Name is Better Than Riches

"What is going on? Where are we?" Hazel asked, tears in her eyes. She had expected to wake up in the comfort of her own bed, not in a strange place with no chairs.

The cubicle was so small that they wouldn’t be able to sleep without lying on each other like they did when they woke up.

"Could it be Robin? I remember that agent hitting me, and then I couldn’t remember anything anymore," the fake Robin said, pained to be defeated by Robin once again.

"He hit me too," Hazel recounted, still feeling pain on her face from the impact.

"Same here," Estelle added, not understanding why she was also in the glass cubicle or cage.

"I don’t know how I got here. I was in a small room and fell asleep," Brea complained, fear in her eyes as she couldn’t remember exactly when she was injected with a sedative and transported to this place.

If Robin was the one behind it, then Hazel had only one person to blame. "It’s your fault, Martin," Hazel accused furiously.

The fake Robin was upset that she called him by his real name instead of their forged names, but this was not the time to argue about that.

"Stop accusing me. I did nothing wrong."

Hazel was greatly upset. If the fake Robin had listened to her and waited for a few months before striking, none of this would have happened.

"You are the one who insisted on us attending that wedding. It was a trap and we fell for it," she said, not mincing her words due to the fury in her heart.

The fake Robin, knowing she was right, decided to change the line of discussion.

"Let’s focus on getting ourselves out of here."

They both began to look keenly at the glass cubicle for any exits, as they heard footsteps and saw an old man walking towards them.

"There is a man coming. I remember him. He was taking care of the villa Robin was building for me. Does it mean?" Brea paused and asked.

Memories of those days when she was in Robin’s good books flooded in. He had brought her over here once when Sabrina refused to give up the villa she lived in with Robin.

"You should know by now that this is Robin’s doing," Hazel said in annoyance, as everyone around her was just pissing her off.

"Hey sir, can you get us out of here? We shall reward you," she smiled and said.

The old security man had not seen the faces of the people in the glass cubicle when they were brought in, so seeing a man who looked like Robin, he was very confused.

"I’m just a security man. I don’t have access to anything," he said honestly, wondering how Robin was inside the cubicle.

"You can break this glass with a stone and your whole family become rich," Hazel said. The security man was even more perplexed and before he could ask the man who looked like Robin how he got inside the glass cubicle, he heard somebody coughing behind him and he quickly walked away.

He was one of the agents. "You want to break the glass with a stone? You should know by now that Mr. Jewel would not just put you inside a glass. That is bulletproof and stone cannot penetrate it."

The revelation arose fear in the people caged inside the glass cubicle, but Hazel tried her trick again.

After all, everybody likes money, right? "Then please help us, kind sir, we shall give you anything you want."

The agent frowned and asked them, "What makes you think that I need anything? You are jokers."

"I can give you a billion dollars," Hazel proposed. The agent scoffed, feeling insulted.

"Even if you give me trillions, I would still want to see you dead. All of you. You caused us so much trouble and most of my colleagues are at the hospital because of you," he glared at the fake Robin and said.

It was as if he wanted to remove the latter’s head from his body. "We shall compensate all of them," Hazel tried to convince him, but the man wanted revenge, for his colleagues and not money.

"There is something you don’t know. My mama always told me that a good name is better than riches."

When they saw no way around the agent, the imposter Robin revealed a plan and asked,

"Okay. Can you help us to use the restroom?" If they could get out to use the restroom, then they could find a way to escape.

Confusion clouded the face of the agent at the question as he said honestly, "I don’t know how this thing works. Let me call Mr. Jewel."

It was too late for either of them to stop him as he had already dialed Robin’s number. The latter answered the call on the first ring as the agent asked politely,

"Mr. Jewel, the four people are awake and they want to use the restroom."

"We are also hungry," Brea added. She hadn’t had anything since she left the underground bunker yesterday and was starving.

"They said they are also hungry," the agent added.

"I am not responsible for them so they could die from hunger for all I care," the agent heard Robin saying, as he added, "As for using the restroom, just press the blue button below."

The agent followed the instruction. Instantly, the floor where the three people stood dipped and a toilet shot up. He smiled at the level of technology the simple glass cubicle was endowed with.

"Thank you, Mr. Jewel."

"When the person is done, press the same button," Robin instructed before ending the call.

Due to what happened before, he couldn’t trust anybody with these four people. As such, everything was only accessible to him.

"Yes sir," the agent said and ended the call. He loved the shocked expression on the faces of the four people and instructed,

"Now you can use the restroom."

Chapter 454: Chapter 454 - I Have Eyes Everywhere

The fake Robin was disappointed because his plans had not worked. With the agent standing there, how could he access the WC and look for a way of escape?

Also, he expected that there would be some kind of entrance for them to use to a washroom, not what was happening in front of him.

"You are watching," he said to the agent.

If the agent could face the other way, the fake Robin could analyze the WC to check if there was a way around using it to escape.

The agent carried a personal grudge towards the fake Robin, wondering the reason why Mr. Jewel was even wasting time in keeping the man alive when he should be dead.

"You are already dead meat. Pee now or it goes back," he replied in annoyance, ready to press the blue button again as he continued,

"If you pee inside your glass cubicle, you will live with the smell. As for food, Mr. Jewel said that he isn’t responsible for you," the agent let out a sinister smile.

Without food and water, these people would be dying slowly by the day and the agent was happy with that.

Under the agent’s watch, they peed one by one and he pressed the blue button again, the WC lowered and nothing showed that it had even existed.

Having nothing else to do, he left them in the cubicle. Even he did not know how to open it, though he wished he did.

How he would have loved to torture them before Mr. Jewel arrives. Hazel was greatly pained by the way everything turned out.

After all they endured with the general and escaping narrowly, they wind up in a glass cage without taking down any of their enemies.

Letting out her frustration, she addressed the fake Robin, "Congratulations, Mr. fake Robin. You succeeded in killing us all."

Brea’s eyes were already teary and she wished she had just stayed in prison like her dad and not agreed to the plan to fake her death and escape.

At least she would have remained alive and in the prison, she still had warm meals and a place to lay her head.

The bill for regret was a luxury she could not afford. However, Estelle was already in tears at the sound of Hazel’s words and cried,

"Kill? But I have a family."

"You need to be quiet. When you were taking all that money, were you thinking about your family?" the fake Robin raged, angered by the hypocritical behavior of Hazel’s caretaker.

"Sir, I’m sorry but everything I did and every job I took was to provide for my large family. If I had refused, wouldn’t you have killed me?" She asked, leaving the fake Robin without a response.

If she had refused the jobs given to her by either him or Hazel, they would have seen her as disloyal and likely tried to eliminate her.

"I guess I would never see my father again. Nor my mom. I was hoping to go stay with her in Florida when everything was over," Brea reminisced, shedding a few tears.

But Mara caught something in her words that greatly angered her. "You wanted Robin. You wanted his memory to be wiped so he could be yours. Being with your mother was never in your plans."

Brea couldn’t deny Hazel’s accusation, as she knew it was true. She only missed her mother because all her plans had failed.

It all started with falling in love with the wrong person. From the beginning, she should have known that she was not match for Sabrina.

"How long do you think it would take before they kill us?" She asked in a teary voice, everybody was depressed.

They knew that there was no surviving this moment. Neither Robin nor the general planned to let them live.

They had been tortured to the point where they were thought to be dead. This time around, they didn’t know what kind of death awaited them, as none of them had been tortured so far.

There wasn’t any torture machine in view, so their anticipation of what would happen to them and when only increased their fears.

"Robin better pray that I don’t make it out of here alive. If I do, he would never see the light of day," the fake Robin vowed, but Hazel burst into laughter.

"What is so funny," the fake Robin asked and Hazel shrugged,

"You couldn’t win against him even when you had all the chances in the world. You are useless."

The imposter Robin was filled with rage as he grabbed Hazel by the throat and snarled,

"I may have failed to defeat Robin, but I despise you for everything you’ve done to me. If I had succeeded in killing Robin, you would have been next."

Hazel was shocked, her eyes bulging in fear. Both women tried to pry the imposter’s hand from her throat, but he only tightened his grip, leaving Hazel gasping for breath as her vision blurred.

Just when she thought all hope was lost, the agent shouted, "enough!"

The imposter immediately released his hold, and Hazel collapsed to the floor, coughing violently.

"As much as I would have enjoyed watching you two kill each other, Mr. Jewel has other plans for you," the agent said, putting his phone on speaker so they could hear Robin’s voice.

"If you kill her, you will take her punishment as yours," Robin warned. He wanted to see each of them suffer for their wickedness so if the fake Robin eliminated Hazel, then he would face double punishment.

His, and Hazel’s. Unbeknownst to them, Robin had been watching everything and had instructed the agent to bring the phone to them.

The agent was happy to have not fallen into the trap of the woman who tried to bribe him. If not, he would have equally been on a death list.

"How did you know what I was doing? This man must have told you," the imposter seethed. But Robin remained calm.

"Even he was unaware until I alerted him. Trying to buy your way out, nice try. Fortunately for me, I have eyes everywhere," Robin said before ending the call.

Hazel lay pale and silent on the floor, realizing that the imposter had never forgiven her. She never spoke another word, whether good or bad, after that revelation.

Two days later, weakened by lack of food and water, they saw six people standing outside their glass prison, and their hope turned to fear.

Chapter 455: Chapter 455 – What are you going to do to us?

Earlier that day, Robin was just about to leave the house with Sabrina to go to the hospital since Matilda was going to be discharged when he received a call.

"Mr. Jewel, the DNA test result for the three parties is ready." It was the chief of security agents who was still at the hospital but was much better than before.

Robin was already expecting the news, smiled and replied, "Great. Send it to my email."

"I already have," the chief of security agents swiftly responded.

"Well then, thank you." As Robin checked his email, he smiled and spoke aloud, "So predictable."

Sabrina heard it and asked swiftly, "Is it confirmed?"

"Yes. Martin, Mara, and Zayla," Robin confirmed. Sabrina was happy with the news. After today, that Chapter of enemies would be permanently closed as Robin was going to handle everything himself.

"I should call Lizzy then," Sabrina said. She no longer feared her enemies because they were beneath her, but Robin had already made arrangements.

"Don’t worry. Daniel will bring her. I will call Devin to inform him to meet us there. Laura will go and bring our nephew home," he revealed.

For as long as those people in the glass cubicle were still alive, Robin had to ensure that the newborn was safe.

"So, are we going there now?" Sabrina asked eagerly. Robin was amazed by her determination.

"Yes, but we shall wait for them to arrive."

As they arrived at the uncompleted villa, Robin had mixed feelings. Once upon a time, he was building it for Zayla but today, she was going to die there. All the money invested was going to be wasted.

Robin was glad to have woken up from Zayla’s nightmare before it was too late and was very grateful for his father’s letter, telling him the truth about his savior.

Now that he stood there, memories of the past weighed heavily on his heart and he seemed off when he was suddenly startled by Sabrina’s yelp.

"Tilda," Sabrina went to hug Matilda as soon as Devin pulled over. It didn’t take long before Daniel and Lizzy arrived too.

Daniel was concerned about his wife’s condition. He had tried to discourage her from coming, but she refused.

"Sweety, if you feel uncomfortable, you can stay out of it," Daniel said to his wife. But due to the accident, she was eager to see her enemies fall.

A few months ago, these people, who were thought to have died, suddenly resurfaced. This time, she wanted to see how Robin was going to make it impossible for that to happen again.

"No. I want to be there," Lizzy insisted.

Robin led the way to the glass cubicle, and the agent was there, curious to know what was going to happen to the people in there.

The four of them were already weak and could barely stand on their feet. They hadn’t eaten for three days and had not drunk water. They were both thirsty and hungry, but Robin had refused for anything to touch their mouth.

Giving them food and water would only help them to stay strong, and he didn’t want that.

However, at the sight of the six people, the people in the glass cubicle were both afraid and aggravated to see their enemies freely walking about.

Robin had a smile on his face while he spoke. "Martin Dane, you rose from the dead with your girlfriend slash sister, Mara, only for me to send you back to the grave. If you were wise, you should have escaped to a faraway place but no. You still wanted my wife."

Martin paled instantly. "How did you know?" He asked, feeling like a joker for all the effort he had put in to bring Robin down and to make Sabrina his.

"Why do you think you are still alive?" Robin asked and added, "I was waiting for the DNA test result. I just got it today."

Martin turned ashen. Though he looked like Robin, there was a great difference between them this time.

Martin was so disheveled while Robin looked elegant with an air of sophistication around him. Turning his attention, he addressed the next person.

"Zayla, instead of staying in prison, you faked your death to meet your real death."

As Robin spoke without mincing words, it was obvious how stupid they had been in thinking that they could win against him.

"Robin please," Zayla pleaded. And though she looked different due to the surgery, her voice remained the same, and Sabrina hated that she even mentioned Robin’s name.

Don’t mention his name," Sabrina barked, and Zayla’s mouth clamped shut. She felt like she was at Sabrina’s mercy and dared not offend her.

After the three people were exposed, Estelle felt like she found a means of escape in everything since she was not directly addressed.

"Please, Mr. Jewel. I’m innocent in everything and I have a family," she pleaded. Everybody in the cubicle felt that Robin would indeed let her go but were amazed by his response.

"Stop playing innocent. You are the one who paid the truck driver to kill my best friend and sister-in-law. Your time has also come," Robin spoke directly. Anna turned ashen.

"How did you know?" she asked, feeling like a fool. All this while, Robin had been one step ahead of them, setting traps for them, and they fell into them, as if their eyes were blindfolded.

"How do you think that the truck driver met his death? Did you really think it was an accident?" Robin asked. Their eyes widened from shock as he shook his head and added,

"You are all so predictable." Robin continued to reveal, "Sabrina and I were married before she gave birth to our twins. As for the wedding, I just wanted to use it to announce that we were married, but it was also to bring you out of your hideout. So, you see, you were never in the game."

The four people were defeated and weak. Zayla wanted to beg, but recalling her torture before she was sent to prison, she relented, saying,

"Even if we beg, you will never forgive us."

Robin did not deny it, saying, "That is very true and I didn’t plan to waste time here."

Mara’s eyes darkened with fear as she asked, "What are you going to do to us?"