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

Zendaya’s POV

A few days to the wedding I woke up and stared at the ceiling throughout my time in bed that morning. I could only imagine how beautiful my life was going and I loved how things were going.

I had the man of my dreams back to me, my family was back together again, and all my enemies had been changed with some of them becoming friends.

It was too good to be true and I felt like there was one more thing I needed to do.

I sat up to see he had gone out of bed. He could be in the study or he might have gone for a meeting, however I looked at the table and found his wristwatch. He never went anywhere without his watch.

It had a tracker that his security could use to track him in case something was to go wrong and he was found missing.

I had my bath and exited feeling like I needed closure in every part of my life.

All old connections were no longer looking like a threat except one I could see myself feeling bad for. Travis.

I was sad that things had ended terribly badly for us but he was to blame for this. He should have listened to me when I had told him to stop but he didn’t listen to me. That was his fault. Not mine.

I dressed up and snuck out of the house. I entered my car and drove to the prison to see him.

I told the officers to keep this between us and they agreed before opening the visiting room for him to show up.

He entered the room in chains as he was surprised to see me before him.

I immediately saw how skinny and rough he looked. He had let his beard grow out so much. He also smelled really bad.

“Christmas must have come early,” he smiled, falling into a seat opposite me as I thanked the guard who bowed before leaving. “To what do I owe the pleasure of meeting you.

“What? Has your ex husband left you for his wife yet? Or let me guess, has he decided that you are not good enough for him and you decided to leave him first before he would leave you? You did that to him the first time right?

“Or wait, I have one better, did you suddenly see that I was the one for you and broke up with him? I’m sure you’re bored of him anyway.”

I smiled after he was done talking. In here he wasn’t getting news about the current events happening outside. He was locked up in here with no access to the news outside.

“What’s so funny?” he chuckled. “I knew I was right.”

“No, I’m smiling because of how wrong you are,” I sighed.

“What do you mean?”

“Asher and I are getting married in a few days time,” I said, breaking his grin as his face fell into an upset one. He wasn’t happy hearing that.

“I see,” he nodded, biting his lower lip. “Well, that’s your loss and I would have treated you better.”

“Let’s face it Travis, all you wanted me to be was a trophy. You never really knew me. You only saw me as a trophy to show to your friends. I heard all the things they said behind my back like how you don’t like my children but I’m a catch and that’s why you’re there.”

“You have no idea what you’re talking about!” he yelled banging his hand on the table which shook violently but he couldn’t do anything to me as his hands were chained to it. “I made you who you are today! Not him but me.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Do you think he would have noticed what you were if I had not built you up?”

“I am not discrediting that you helped me but saying you made me what I am is a bit of a stretch isn’t it?”

He scoffed, leaning back in his seat.

“You caused me so much pain, Travis. So much pain that I cannot see myself recovering from it but I don’t care about that anymore. Asher helped me and I am doing better now.

“You will rot in here and no one will remember you. You will die out of our memories and this visit will be the last you will receive from anyone of us, both of me and Asher.”

Due to his crimes which involved; thefts, insider trading, tax evasion, assault and attention près murder, abduction and subsequent murder, he was never going to see the sun outside prison again.

“I will kill you!” he growled banging hard against the table but he couldn’t break through the chains holding him down to the table. I stood away from him scared of what he might do.

“A threat will add another few years to your already growing years,” Asher’s voice rang out as we both looked at the door to find him smirking there.

I was shocked to find him there.

“Hello love,” he said to me as he held me close to him. “Are you okay?”

“Now you’re here, I am,” was all I could say.

Travis was pissed as he cursed at us.

“I hate the day I met you Zendaya. That day I thought you were going to be mine. I hate it. I hate you and I hope the both of you burn in hell.”

“Goodbye Travis,” I said with Asher leading me out of the room as he screamed my name in pain.

When we got to the gate, Asher smiled at the guards gathered there to see the president.

“Make sure Travis doesn’t misbehave,” he smiled before walking out.

We walked to the car, leaning on it to talk to each other.

“Did you get the closure you were seeking?” he asked and I found that I did. I was at peace now.

“Yes,” I smiled. “I’m better now. Thank you.”