All Chapters of Mommy, Is The President Our Daddy? The Ex-Wife’s Revenge : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Zendaya’s POVThe moment I saw light, I knew I had survived something terrible. My insides churned as they notified me of what I had gone through earlier.The feeling I had felt while being with Asher during that night came back again as I felt it. I had felt my insides bleed and tear apart. I wondered whether it was what I had eaten or the stress of going around that mall with Aurora that had made me that weak.“You’re awake,” the doctor said to me while checking my drugs as I nodded.“Where is Asher?” I asked as he smiled.“He is not here,” the doctor said.I started to cry. I could remember everything. My memories were back and I felt so bad for what I had done to Asher. Even when the memory for others had come back, he had not been in the mix. I felt terrible for being that person who would have to say the truth but I could not lie to him at the time.I had seen how dejected he looked after I told him that I could not remember him. He had been broken. He had told me everything t

Asher’s POVWhen 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, on

Delia’s POVI knew something was wrong when I woke up roughly. I didn’t know why I was being pushed to wake up.I was carted out of the bed I was sleeping in and thrown to the ground which had me waking up by force.Before I could see what was going on, I was greeted by slaps from my father who was in front of me. That was the wake up call I didn’t know I needed as I cried to my feet, wondering why he would do such a thing.“What have you done?!” The man yelled at me as I wondered why he would ask me such after hitting me. “Talk to me before I slap you again.”“That is not how you wake someone up, especially not me. I might not be in my husband's house but I am still the First Lady and I accord some respect for my…”I did not finish my statement before he smacked me again, this time the hit had me falling to the floor as I fell across the room.“Say that nonsense to me one more time and I will make sure you don’t have anything to call your own,” he threatened. The pain was so much I

Asher’s POV“Why the fuck did you let her through?!” I yelled at my guards. I was tired of telling them to keep her away from the house. I had already given them an order which they broke.These men were frustrating me with every second they breathed. How could I give out an order and they would defy me and do whatever they wanted. What was the meaning of that?They tried to explain why they had done it but it had me smacking one of them across the cheek.“This was a direct order and you disobeyed me,” I growled at him. “I have a job to do, that is why I can’t stay home and take care of my children and Zendaya myself. That is the reason I employ you. I gave you this job to keep them safe and you do the opposite of keeping them safe.“Do you know what would have happened if she had succeeded? I would have come home to a bloodbath. My children and Zendaya would be dead. “Instead of coming home to attempted murder and the police trying to keep this place secure, I would be coming back t

Zendaya’s POV“So… should we tell them?” he asked when we woke up and were staring at the ceiling naked and under the sheets.“The children?” I asked.“Yeah. They have to know.”“Isn’t it too soon? I mean, we just got engaged last night and we are telling them now? Let’s relax a little.”“I don’t want to relax. I want to tell them. If we don’t tell them, who are we going to tell? Don’t forget those children are very smart.”“I know they are.”“No, you don’t understand. They are extremely smart. Do you remember that time you were in the hospital?”“I was in the hospital twice,” I reminded him.“Oh yes, I meant the first one after your kidnapping.”“Yeah. What about it?”“Well, I had done everything within my power to hide your situation from them but they had somehow found out about your condition. I had to hide it again even when I knew it was pointless and they still found out again.”“Maybe it’s because you are not good at hiding things.”“Exactly why I think we should tell them bef