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

Asher’s POV

I paced around the apartment waiting for Zendaya. After she had called me I had run out of the house and entered my car driving myself out of the house.

I had tried to lose the paparazzi by dressing and disguising myself like an ordinary citizen.

No matter what I still needed to be careful or I would have a lot of people tailing me.

I lost some people on the highway before rounding the block twice and using a gated community to get to my own spot.

I had the gateman lock the gate as I drove into the apartment to wait for her.

She had said it was important and I wondered what was so important for her to call me out of my own problems.

I was worried about a lot of things, especially my reputation. She would have to understand this if I decided to turn her down.

The door opened up as she entered with tears in her eyes. She bawled out crying in an ugly way which told me that something serious was going on.

“Hey, what is wrong?” I asked her as she sniffed hard.

She hugged me and refused to let go while crying on my shoulder.

I put my hand to her head to support her, stroking it so she would know that I was here for her.

“It’s okay,” I sighed. “You’ll be fine. It’s okay.”

She was shaking while crying.

“Tell me what is going on?”

I said, managing to calm her nerves as she pulled away from me.

“The kids… they’ve been kidnapped.”

She said those words and I immediately felt like nothing was worse than this. Suddenly the reputation I was so desperately trying to fix turned into dust as I wondered what was going on.

“What?” I asked. “How? When did this happen? Have they called you for any ransom? What is going on? Tell me something.”

I saw her shoulders stiffen as she became tense.

“Zendaya, tell me what is going on. Who took them?”

***

Zendaya’s POV

I didn’t know how to tell him about Travis without revealing my plans to him. He would know about the revenge plans and know that I was the one who had destroyed his life.

I was now going to find a way to twist the story to my favor so he would help me.

“Zendaya, tell me what is going on. Who took them?” He asked as I could see the confusion on his face. He was no longer thinking of his issues. He was now thinking of the children.

If he did not love them, with the way they had treated him he should be able to push them aside and focus on himself, but he did not want to do that. He wanted them to be home safe and sound.

“You’re not saying anything,” he said, getting me back to the present.

“It was Travis, my ex boyfriend,” I said. “He was the one who must have taken them. The children trust him so much and they would have gone anywhere with him. He was the one who had kidnapped them.”This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

“How do you know it is him?”

I got the letter from my pocket to show him.

“He left this at my house.”

The man read through the letter as he frowned harder.

“I’m going to call the police.”

He got out his phone to call as I stopped him.

“No,” I said. “If you do that, don’t you think the children’s lives would be in more danger?”

“If we don’t they would be in worse danger than they are in right now. It’s not like any of us are superheroes. The cops would track them and know where they are.”

“Travis could act rashly and I don’t want anything to happen to the children.”

“We need to call the police. They were trained to handle situations like this. You and I are not.”

“No!” I yelled.

He could see how stubborn I was and I was not about to let up on my demands. The safety of my children was important to me.

“Fine,” he said. “But we still need to ensure measures are taken to find the children as soon as possible.”

“Who do you want to call?”

“My chief security officer can amass men discreetly to find them.”

“I don’t think…”

“Zen, trust me, it will be okay. Just let them do this. Right now you and I can’t do anything.”

He was right. I was not a vigilante and he was not a hero to go around saving the children. We had to leave it for the specialist.

He made the call and hugged me as I felt safe in his arms.

When he wanted to let me go, I pulled him back as I was not ready to let him go just yet.

“Don’t go,” I sighed. “Please.”

He understood and he relaxed with his hand on my hair. We were seated in the middle of the living room.

“You don’t hate the kids for what they did to you before?” I asked the man.

“Oh no,” he smiled. On the contrary I love their fighting spirit. They take after their mother,”

I smiled after he had said this. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. By the way, are you hungry?” He asked as I shook my head but my stomach disgraced me by saying the opposite. “So you are hungry.”

“Yeah,” I said after giving up.

He started for the kitchen as I felt really bad for everything. I knew that my plans and my position would be revealed every step of the way and I shook at the possibility of him finding out. This was going to be a very difficult time for me.

I decided that maybe getting my own people into the matter would help to silence Travis. I didn’t care about the method I used, so long as he was out of the game I would be happy.