Mommy, Is The President Our Daddy? The Ex-Wife’s Revenge のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

Delia’s POVI had worn sexy lingerie while waiting for him to show up. It was very bleak in the house seeing as there was no one around.The children I presumed were in their rooms, caged from leaving so as to avoid them from disappearing like their mother but it was fine, they were not my target anyway.I looked at the bar. Since I was here, I could make a drink for myself which was what I did. I made for myself and made for him too as soon as I heard his car rev in the compound.I walked back to my seat in a dark corner where he would not easily spot me and settled down.He entered the bar section of the living room and walked to the bar before spotting the drink. He was shocked I could see him questioning reality. He turned to see me in one of the chairs as I raised my drink to the air.“Hey Asher,” I smiled at myself for bringing forth such a wonderful plan. He was shocked to see me there.“What are you doing here?” he asked before he noticed what I had on. “What is this? Are you

Asher’s POVThe next morning after breakfast was calm. There was no news and when I had spoken to the generals and commissioners, they were still on the case. This was getting out of hand. At least more than a week had passed now and she was still missing.I started to have the worst fear that maybe she had been killed. I didn’t want to think too hard about it but the thought of her being killed and leaving me with these children made me shake my head in worry.No, she was not dead, I muttered to myself. She was okay.That was when I remembered that for the past few days while Zendaya had been missing, Delia had been visiting every night and trying so desperately to seduce me but had been failing to do so. She was no match for my love for Zendaya. She was the mother of my children while Delia was just a random woman I had gotten married to.Who did she think she was trying to get into my life? She must have heard about the situation of Zendaya being missing and tried to use that oppo

Zendaya’s POVWhen I awoke again, I found the strange man to be at the door talking to a doctor. He seemed worried and from time to time he would give a fit with the doctor calming him down.If he was the president, then didn’t he have a country to run? What was he doing by my bedside?I found his attitude to be weird. Why was he really hellbent on getting me out of bed? “She’s awake,” the doctor whispered to him, which I heard as they walked to me. “Hello miss Zendaya. How are you feeling?”“I’m okay,” I sighed. “A bit tired but I think I’ll survive.”I looked to Asher who had his eyes fixed on me. The doctor recalled his staff in the room as they all exited leaving us alone. “How are you?” he asked the minute everyone had gone. Why was everyone not leaving with this man? Who was he? He was creeping me out. “I think I’m fine,” was my reply but I was clearly not fine with him around. I wanted him gone.“Do you remember anything from yesterday?”“I already told you and the other peo

Asher’s POVI tried for several days to get her memories back but nothing ever worked. It was almost like I was pouring water on stone. I tried talking to her as a husband would, tried telling her of the tides we had had and the sex we had done in weird places but even that was an epic fail. I even had the children call us on video call but when they had asked what happened to her I said she had fallen while we were playing on a carousel. This had the children happy but they noticed something was off with her.I tried everything with her and yet there was nothing that helped me know she was getting better. It was almost like she was totally gone. I could not believe she was this messed up. I wanted to cry and yell at the universe for messing up my life but I didn’t do that. I calmed myself down and kept trying.All the pictures we had taken, the videos we had made, everything and she still couldn’t remember a damn thing.I was disappointed in myself for not being able to do anythin

Zendaya’s POVA few days later, I was treated and found perfectly okay to go home. This was not a surprise seeing as the major problem had been the gunshot and my amnesia as the doctor called itThe funny thing was that I didn’t feel like I had amnesia. I felt normal and okay. Maybe that was how it worked. Asher came to personally take me home and he brought a limousine with everyone taking pictures while I walked through the hospital halls.We entered the car and the driver drove us home.“Now you might find the place a bit familiar since you’ve been staying there for a while,” he said and I was excited to know that there was something I could at least remember, however when we got there, I found that I could not remember the house at all.I tried really hard to remember the house before me but it was impossible. I felt like I had never set foot in this place before.“So… what do you think?” he asked at the compound grounds but I shrugged.“I… don’t remember being here,” I sighed. “