The President's Pregnant, Ex-Wife-Chapter 18 – Dreaming about his ex-wife

Her father’s voice was not only filled with shock but was also cold. "What? Are you so useless?" She guessed that should she have been in a close proximity; he could have hit her.

"I didn’t know it was worth so much. Robin said it was only worth sixty million and he was going to build a bigger one for me."

Irritation met her ears at the end of the line. "It’s not the value of the villa I’m talking about. There is a hidden treasure of the Jewels. Something that Robin is not aware of."

Zayla went into deep thought at how the villa was the only thing Sabrina wanted. ’Could she have known?’

"Dad, do you think that Sabrina is aware of this?" Zayla’s lips were already trembling. The bitch seems to have outwitted her again.

"Possibly. She was the closest to Robin’s late father."

Zayla’s hopes thinned. She paused for a while before she said, "Robin gave her the villa as an alimony since she refused the cars, houses and two hundred million he wanted to give her."

Dismay laced her father’s tone as he agreed, "Then she knows of the hidden treasure in the villa. Use your brain, Zayla. Get that villa or we are finished."

"Alright dad, I will do my best," Zayla sighed in resignation. For as long as she carried Robin’s child, he should be willing to do anything for her.

"Not just your best. Get it done!" He father said in a commanding tone that made her jump from the receiving side of the phone.

"Okay."

The moment she hung up, she dialed Robin’s number. He answered it on the first ring, which made her happy.

"Darling, it’s late. Are you coming home?"

"Yes, I’m on my way," Robin said in a slightly irritated tone at the mention of the word darling.

"Should I cook for you?" Zayla asked, thinking of doing a better job this time. Good thing the maid had left before she returned. She would have bathed her with acid. To her disappointment, Robin’s response was an instant,

"No!" He subtly added upon realizing that he was too harsh. "Just rest, okay?"

After Zayla hang up, she went to shower and put on a little make up with a sexy lingerie. She spread rose petals on the bed, right to the door and light some sweet-smelling candles. After that, she put on slow music and waited patiently till she heard the front door open.

Her lips pressed together and she smiled. She heard footsteps and waited. She waited and waited. She did not know how long she kept waiting but it seemed too long for a walk up the stairs to her room. What was wrong? She opened the door and checked the next room. It was empty.

There were just three bedrooms since Robin was going to build a bigger villa for them to be ready before the child was born. Checking the other bedroom, it was also empty.

She descended the stairs and right there on the couch, the man was deep asleep. Zayla frowned, her nails digging into her palms, displeasure lashing her from all angles. But then, she could not give up.

She walked to the couch, gently climbed on top of Robin and pecked him on the lips. There was no movement, just a little frown, but he remained in a deep sleep. Zayla began to pull down his pants when his hand grabbed hers. "What are you doing?"

There was a deep frown on his face. As soon as he laid down and closed his eyes, he saw Sabrina welcoming him home. She was telling him how sorry she was for leaving and how she was willing to return to being a submissive wife. Robin was about to kiss her when a strange scent hit his nostrils. He woke up before realizing that he was dreaming about his ex-wife again. His pants were also sliding down his slender thighs, his hand caught the culprit.

"Robin, we are together and my body wants it too. Why should you do it with other women when I’m here?" Zayla pouted and asked, her eyes moist. Robin lifted himself to a sitting position before staring at her. His gaze softened. He pulled her into his embrace and said, "I’m sorry, but I can’t do it with you."

Zayla froze, and her eyes turned into a pool of water. "Why Robin, I’m I not attractive enough? It’s not as if we have not done it before and the doctor said it’s okay."

Robin shook his head helplessly. He could not feel any attraction between them and came up with a good excuse to not make her feel bad. Not after she saved his life. He said softly, "Zayla, I promised to love only you and I have not changed my mind but, in your condition, I can’t risk hurting the child. The pregnancy is very young. I don’t feel comfortable."

Ah, Zayla’s hopes crashed but all was not lost. He had a good point but she also had a better one. "The doctor said it’s fine. He said I could have sex for as long as I don’t feel any discomfort."

Robin stared into her pitiful eyes. Indeed, she was a woman and no matter how he wanted to avoid it; he could not do so forever. "I don’t care what the doctor said. Maybe we should check again with another hospital because I don’t feel it’s right."

Zayla’s heart was beating like a drum. Robin had already pulled away and was about to stand up when she clung to his thighs. She forced a smile, not caring if it reached her eyes. "It’s okay, let’s go to bed."

Robin removed her hand gently and pressed it a little, "No, I still have some work to do and will be in the study." It was obvious that he was lying so he explained further, "I had a little nap just now so that should work for me and Zayla, please don’t use such strong perfumes. I don’t like it."

Sabrina never used perfumes except mild deodorants and her natural scent calmed him. Zayla was in a bad shape. She did not know Robin’s likes and dislikes but how would she when he kept avoiding being any close to her? Robin was already walking up the stairs when his phone rang.

He answered it when he saw it was his best friend, Daniel. "Why aren’t you sleeping?"

"Like it matters to you. You should have at least told me that you were divorced," Daniel said in annoyance. Robin froze. Seems like he did not want anyone to know. He quickly entered the study and locked it. The night at the club, he did not intend to give Daniel any details but ended up not asking for the favor too.

"How did you know? He asked, almost in a whisper. Daniel was annoyed that Robin was treating him like an outsider but Robin was indeed hoping that Sabrina would return to beg him, just like he dreamt.

"Oh, stop it, Robin, I saw ex-wife with her new boyfriend. I must confess that he is quite romantic."

’Smash!’

The phone in Robin’s hand hit the floor and broke in pieces. It was not an accident. He smashed his phone because of the anger he felt at hearing the news. Just when he punched the wall, his landline began to ring. Daniel was not done tormenting his best friend. Not after his constant denial that he did not love Sabrina. He continued calling Robin through his land line until it was answered.