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

Zendaya’s POV

I was tearing up and grateful for how everything had gone.

I couldn’t contain my feelings as I hugged him and kissed him. I was so happy I knew there was nothing I could do which would be enough to tell him how much he meant to me. I loved him for all he had done for me. He was a life saver.

“Are you okay?” He asked as I nodded. While everyone clapped for us and cheered, I let my feelings flow as I kissed him without even thinking about it. He was taken aback by this but he didn’t stop me.

We were entangled in each other, kissing and holding each other like it didn’t matter as I loved him for how he had saved my children’s life. He had saved them from being past tense, he had been a life saver.

“You two should get a room,” Layla said as I chuckled and pulled away from him.

“Thank you,” I smiled at him as he gave me a flirt run which made me blush and turned away to stop myself from behaving like a teenager.

I watched him bend to the children’s height as everyone looked at them. The resemblance between the four of them was uncanny. It was not uncalled for to say that he was truly the father of the children.

“How are you all doing?” He asked as they nodded.

“My eyes hurt,” Landon said with a nurse treating him with first aid.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be alright,” the man said to the boy. “How long before the ambulance gets here?”

“Twenty minutes sir, they had traffic,” the inspector said just as the man nodded.

The children all hugged him at the same time as I could see how happy he was. He smiled sheepishly knowing they loved him now. I could only imagine how he was feeling.

A few days ago they were making him cry and today they were making him smile. It was ironic.

They had forgotten how much they hated their father and I was glad they had done so. Because right now I was falling in love with the man.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Let’s go,” he said, taking them to the car when the first aid was successfully administered on Landon.

We walked to the car just in time to see the ambulance as we entered the presidential car which took us to the hospital.

They needed medical attention.

“Are we going to the hospital?” Landon asked as the man nodded which had him nodding.

I could not stop but look at the way they nurtured each other. I was silent throughout the car ride thinking of how this was solely my fault. I had seriously messed up. This was all my fault.

I should have known better.

I was so scared of what Travis would do if he came back. He could reveal the truth to Asher and that would make the man turn on me.

“You’re silent,” he noticed as he leaned forward while the children played with the toys in the car. “Why?”

“I’m… fine,” I smiled.

“She stutters, which means she isn’t fine,” he smiled.

“I was under the impression that I would die today,” I said. “I had to hide in the van with the kids to avoid being shot.”

“I’m glad you’re alive.”

Hours later and we were in Asher’s house.

He had called nurses who had treated the children and given them their pills to help them heal.

I came out of the bathroom to see them huddled close to each other on the bed.

“What is it?” I asked as I knew they were traumatized by something.

“I feel bad for what we did to Asher,” Landon said. “He helped you rescue us, didn’t he mum?”

I nodded. “Yes he did.”

It was funny how they were realizing how wrong they were and all I could do was smile at them.

“You shouldn’t be worried about anything.”

“He will not forgive us, will he?”

“Nonsense, he already has. He loves you and will never abandon you now that he knows you exist.”

I could see how sad they were but I was not going to let them be sad like that forever. I would take care of the problem.

“How about we go and cool a meal for him and show him just how grateful we truly are?”

They moved this idea as we hurried into the kitchen to cook for him.

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Asher’s POV

“Tracking Travis now is ten times more difficult due to him being outside the country,” the inspector said to me. “Whatever chance we had at nabbing him should have been done before he fled. Travis has a lot of connections and places he could be hiding in and they would protect him with their lives.”

“Get on the line with interpol,” I sighed. “Make sure you get a warrant for his arrest as soon as possible.”

“Yes Mr President,” the man bowed before getting into his car and driving off.

My phone rang with me picking it up.

“Hey, zen,” I smiled.

“Hey, so what are you doing now?”

“Nothing, I just finished a meeting with the inspector. Is anything matter?”

“Yes and no?” She said.

“What do you mean?”

“The children want to see you. You’ll get your answers when you get here.”

She cut the call as I wondered what was going on. Why was she calling me and what did the children need?

I had all these questions ravaging my head as I decided to go and answer her.

I got into my car with the driver talking me to the apartment.

I hoped it had nothing to do with that bastard Travis. I knew I would get him, but it would take some time before it would be possible.

I was going to make him suffer slowly and very very painfully.

For now, I would relax and enjoy the vacation and the victory with my children.