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

Zendaya’s POV

There was no need to hide the truth any longer. It was time to come clean with what I believed in and tell him how I felt.

Taking in deep breaths, I decided to talk about it.

“I hated you for what you used to do to me in the past,” I sobbed, cleaning my eyes as he watched me in disbelief. “And because of that I’ve made a lot of mistakes in the past. I never wanted to hurt you this way.

“I’m being honest, I never wanted for any of this to happen.”

“Were you the one who gathered the intel that was leaked?”

“I didn’t leak it…”

“That wasn’t the question, Zendaya. My question was, were you the one who gathered the intel that was leaked?”

Knowing I had no choice, I looked to the ground defeated and said it, “Yes.”

I felt like things were falling apart as I had not seen everything turning this way at all. This had to be a terrible night for me. I could not deny this truth.

Even if I were to lie against it, Travis, I was sure had something against me he could bring up and I was sure I would lose if he brought up whatever evidence he had against me.

He was a ruthless maniac and he didn’t care who he hurt. All he cared about was how he was going to destroy my life and he had finally done it.

If I had a gun with me, I would use it on Travis without looking back. All that time I spent loving him had been a waste. He was hating me for not loving him yet he had been an absolute asshole to me.

Asher listened to what I had said with a straight face as he turned to the men standing by the door.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Where’s the officer in charge?” he asked as the men ran out to call him.

I stood there in silence as the men ran into the room with a man getting in whom I presumed was the general.

“Mr President,” the man smiled at him.

“Take him away and make sure he doesn’t see the light of day,” Asher said while pointing to Travis who was shocked at that action.

The general looked at his men who opened the cell and dragged the man out who was screaming.

“What is the meaning of this?!” yelled Travis. “After everything I’ve said, this is how you treat me?! What?! Is it because you’re fucking her?! You dirty bastard! Wait till I get the hang of this and call the real cops on you. You’ll regret this! Do you hear me?! You’ll regret this!”

“Take him away,” the general ordered as Travis was dragged out of the room.

“Hey,” Asher called the men back with the general. “Let none of you speak of what you’ve heard here today or seen. Have I made myself clear?”

The men nodded before leaving the room.

He started to follow the men out of the room as I approached him.

“Asher,” I called to him as he ignored me. “Asher, please wait.”

But he did not care. He wanted to get out of here.

I held his hand which he pulled away from me, turning to me with cold eyes.

“Don’t you fucking touch me,” he growled. My heart broke as he walked out of the door leaving me to fall to the ground crying.

Everything had been broken. I had been broken. I had fallen off due to my past actions.

Why did Travis have to go this far? I would have had my life the way I wanted it. Now all I had was a broken love.

An inspector entered the room to see me on the floor.

“I’m sorry ma’am, but can you answer a few questions for me regarding Travis?”

I nodded as he helped me to my feet and took me into the interrogation room.

The questions he asked were answered with a mundane feeling as I was damp inside. I was broken and I hated having to be here when I could be with Asher but I had no other choice.

His sympathetic look gave me a sad feeling. I hated being looked upon like that. It hurt me and I wondered if I could overcome the feeling I was having.

After the interview, he got me a cup of tea and settled into his seat opposite mine.

“You know, people make mistakes,” he sighed. “But you need to show that you are willing to make up for them.”

I nodded quickly, taking a sip from my cup.

“That forgiveness is a process of moving in and looking forward. And if someone like yourself is willing to fix things then you should be worthy of that forgiveness. The president might be a president but he’s still a human being.

“No matter what, he has emotions. He’s not a robot nor is he an alien. He bleeds red and he’s as human as the rest of us. He’ll come around.”

“I wish I could turn back the time,” I sobbed, dropping the cup to the table before me.

“But you can’t. You need to focus on trying to fix what has happened already and leave the past behind. The future is still bright.”

I suddenly thought about my life and how I had dedicated my life to revenge. I had been willing to get my revenge on everyone who had wronged me but in the end it had been a double edged sword that had wounded me as well.

I had been greedy and I had fallen off the deep end.

I started to ask myself what I had done as it was the wrong thing to do. I should have stopped when I had the chance to do so but I had been carried away.

Now I had to focus on finding a solution to the problem I had at hand.