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

Asher’s POV

When the plates had been cleaned by the maids and I was laying in my chair with Zendaya, she looked at me with loving eyes.

I had fallen in love with those eyes and up till this day they never failed to seduce me.

“I’ve got a question for you,” she said.

“Shoot.”

“What would you be doing while I recuperate? What are your plans?” She asked. “I already know that I had been the one holding you back from doing anything for the past how many weeks.

“It’s been a let down but the kidnapping and my brain issues have put your whole life on pause. That’s why I’m asking, what are your plans.”

“For now,” I sighed. “I just want the people responsible for your pain to pay for it.”

I said it with so much bitterness that I wanted her to know I meant what I said. They had caused enough bitterness to my family.

Delia and Iris. One had snapped her and shot her while the other had poisoned her. I wanted them all to pay.

I didn’t want any mercy from the law, they would stay in dark cells, ones worse than the one they had put Zendaya in.

“For now, there is no proof that Delia is the one who had you kidnapped,” I said with a sad look in my eye. “All I have are testimonies from you and Iris’s attempt to poison you with some video recordings.

“I want to get enough evidence against Delia so I can sink her and also force the divorce through her throat since it’s clear she doesn’t want to sign the papers.”

“Are you sure she would try to do anything again after she finds out that my memory is back? She might flee the country.”

I’ll have my men search for her and if she tries to escape, I will make sure she is apprehended.”

“This divorce is taking some time and she doesn’t seem to want to sign it. She doesn’t want you to get rid of her.”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“I know, but I can’t stay with her. She almost killed you. She is not someone I want to be with. She is a terrible person to be with right now. I cannot be with her. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

That had her smiling as we kissed before laying back in our seats to enjoy the natural breeze and evening sun.

***

That night, we bathed together and went to bed. I was glad everything had finished playing out and all the weird nonsense was over.

The next morning, I awoke early, taking my phone to the balcony to call the inspector who was already up and on his way to work.

“Good morning Mr President,” he greeted me as I laughed.

“You are always so formal. Anyway, I can see that you are driving so when you get to the office, text me so I’ll come over and see you.”

“Yes sir,” he said.

I went into the room to bathe and get ready just as she woke up.

I kissed her before leaving the house.

When I was on my way to the station he called me but I was already close to his office.

“You came early,” he said to me as I laughed.

“Did you want me to be late?” I sat down in a seat he offered as we went down to business. “Any luck finding who the men in the van are?” I asked.

“They wore masks, facial recognition equipment don’t do masks. I did try to go around asking for their build and size but it seems like everybody looks like everybody these days.”

“So that’s it?” I sighed. “No luck then.”

“I wouldn’t say that. We decided to trace Delia’s ex boyfriend Marcus and we found him in another country. He arrived there the same night after the news about Zendaya being alive but having amnesia was released.”

“So you think he was involved in this?”

“It’s not far from what I and my men think. There is now at Delia could have pulled off any of this on her own. The man who was in the cell with Zendaya might be her ex boyfriend.”

“Good, let’s apprehend him.”

“He has disappeared,” he said with a sad tone. Of course we have tried looking for him but we can’t trace him anymore. We let him slip through our fingers. We’ll catch him again.”

“Where is Iris?” I asked, feeling a little disappointed that Marcus had gotten away.

“She’s in her cell. Do you want to see her?”

“Yes.”

I was taken to her cell to see her sleeping on the cold ground. As I got in, she got to her knees and pleaded for her release.

“First off, you will tell me everything I need to know,” I said sitting down.

“I will but you’ve got to promise me to get release without bail.”

She was in no position to make demands but I decided to give her that.

“Fine,” I said.

“Alright, what do you want to know?”

“Who is this Marcus?”

I had not heard of his history before and I wanted to know who he was and what I was dealing with. Was he another Travis? If he was then it was about to be another disaster.

“Marcus was Delia’s boyfriend before she married you. They were about to get married before her father forced her to get married to you for your money. That’s all I know of him.”

“Is that all? There’s nothing to it.”

“I always told you what I know, now let me go.”

But I wasn’t feeling sympathetic at all.

“You and Delia will get everything you deserve. You will both rot in prison and I will be there to make sure that you are given the VIP treatment of the worst prison sentence ever created. Enjoy your sentence.”