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

Zendaya’s POV

I was glad that I could remember the children now and I gave them each the kiss I used to give them every morning before they would go to school.

They were beaming with so much joy and energy for the new day. I don’t know where they got all that energy from but I was glad they were going to their school with so much happiness.

I watched them go for a while before being joined by Asher who walked past me.

It was awkward watching him leave and I waved to him.

He waved back at me with a half smile and the weight I felt was lifted from my chest.

I could remember everyone around but not him. I knew it hurt him as he felt left out. He was feeling terrible. But it was not my fault.

I could only imagine how much he hated being the one who was left behind.

I walked back into the house to force myself to remember. Something had to come up. The children could help me remember as they had been doing all morning.

Some of the things they tried helping me remember were ridiculous but it was still a memory.

He seemed like a nice guy and everyone loved him. At least I would be glad to get to know who he was. I wished to know more about him. I wanted to see what made him tick and understand his body clock and why he did what he did.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I wanted to know his passion and feel him around me. That was when it hit me. I was falling in love with the man.

Who wouldn’t? He was a charming young man with goals and he was very good with the people around him. He was not filled with so much pride and he was filled with wonder and happiness. He made me want to fall in love.

He was the perfect man and I loved him for everything he had done for me. The stories I had heard from Aurora and from the children told me he was a man who would sacrifice anything for me and the children.

He had been broken when I had been kidnapped. He had sent the entire country into a plunge as they searched for me.

It was not a wonder that I would fall in love with such a man even when I didn’t truly know him. All I knew were the stories that were told of him.

As the mansion started to get empty with everyone going about their daily lives, I decided to get some work done by reading a few books I saw lying around the house.

Slowly I could remember some of my companies. I called the numbers I could remember and they were excited to hear my voice.

Suddenly I heard a commotion outside the house. This had me standing to my feet to look out of the window.

I found Delia by the gate and I immediately frowned. If I didn’t remember anyone, I remembered what Asher had said about her.

She had tried to take advantage of my amnesia but had failed. She was a terrible person and I would get rid of her when I had the chance. She didn’t know what she had done. I would destroy her.

I walked to the gate and the guards saw me coming. They didn’t let up on pushing against her just as she tried to talk to me.

“Oh thank God, it’s me, Mary,” Delia said. “Oh Zendaya tell these brutes to let me go so I can come in and we can…”

“We can’t allow you in,” a guard said, roughly shoving her out as she slapped the man who shoved her even tougher than before. She fell to the ground bruising her arm.

“I’ll sue for this!” She yelled before looking at me with an innocent look on her face. “Are you going to stand there and watch these men treat me like this without doing anything?!

“It’s so terrible the way they treat women like us, you know. You have to prove time and time again that you’re better than them before they see you as a good person.”

“What are you talking about?” the guard grunted. “This has nothing to do with gender. We have a job to do and right now you are in our way of doing that said job. Now scram before we decide to make an example of you.”

“Oh you wouldn’t dare. Zendaya, can you tell these brutes that I am your friend and I have more jurisdiction than them to get into the house?”

“Like that’s a thing. The president gave the orders. The president we shall obey.”

“How dare you?! I cannot believe…”

I let her ramble on and on and I decided to play her games. I would act like a fool and get her to see me as someone who was still having amnesia. Maybe that would be a better way to catch the criminals who had done this to me.

I was beginning to see her as the culprit by the way everyone hated her.

“Zendaya, you need to help me get in!” she yelled as she struggled against the security.

“Oh Mary!” I yelled. “I can’t do anything as the security is being tight all over the place, but trust me, I’ll call you right away when the rule has been lifted. I hope that’s alright with you.”

It seemed to calm her down as I watched her turn and give a smug grin.

I headed back inside the house making faces at Delia as I was ready to crush her.

I was having serious thoughts about this as I began to note that she might be the reason why I was shot.

If she was the villain everyone made her to be then it meant that she was not far fetched from committing murder to get back with Asher.