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

Delia’s POV

It had been days since I got information that Zendaya was back from the hospital but she was still having memory loss. This was my chance to go for Asher and get him back. He would not argue with me, after all his girlfriend was no longer the same person.

Her memory was screwed. I was sure she wouldn’t even love him the same way.

I was still afraid that if she regained her memory I would be screwed. This was clearly Marcus’s fault. Why would he shift blames?

I had shot her but while taking out the body, should he not have seen that she was still breathing?

Now I had to deal with his failures. And he had even left the country.

Since Zendaya was without her memories and by now the children had gone to school, then it meant I could pay her a visit. Of course Asher would not be home so there was no need getting worried over him being home.

I got into my car and drove to the mansion. At the gates, the guards stopped me and I tried to get inside. Why would they stop me? I had done nothing wrong.

“What is going on there?!” Zendaya asked from the farther end of the compound as the guards turned to see her walking towards me. I would use this to my advantage.

“These brutes would prefer hurting me than allowing me inside,” I sighed, behaving like I was hurt by the guards.

They tried to tell her who I was but each time they would get closer to the truth I would wail, holding my stomach.

“Let her in,” she said.

“But ma’am,” the lead guard protested as she gave him a sharp look which had him letting me in.

“I’m so sorry about those guys,” she said, helping me into the house. “I don’t know what their issues are these days. They are always on the defensive and trying to kick everyone out.”

“It’s fine,” I smiled. “There’s no need in helping me. I know how dangerous people can be. Trust me. I know.”

“Oh what is your name?”

I could tell her my real name but I didn’t want to do so. That would make it easier for Asher to know I had been with her. My plans were already in motion. So there was no need to ruin it.

“My name is Mary.”

“Mary? I’ve never heard of anyone named…”

“You wouldn’t know. You had amnesia of course you would not know. I’ve been your best friend for years now. We even played countless times in some tournaments while we grew up.”

She smiled. “If that’s the case then you are welcome.”

She led me in to sit down and I started to talk to her like I had known her forever. It turned out she didn’t even know anyone. This was worse than I thought.

Deep inside I laughed for joy at how my plan was about to be a success while outside I pretended to feel sad for her condition. She was now my victim.

I would be able to manipulate her to my advantage. She would not know what would hit her by the time I was done with her.

I told her a sob story of mine which was untrue but she didn’t know if it was the truth or not. After that, I leaned in for a hug as she backed away due to instinct.

“It’s fine if you don’t trust me,” I said to her. “No one trusts me anyway.”

“It’s not about that,” she sighed. “I’m still not conversant with you. I don’t know anything about you and I can’t go around hugging strangers. When we get to know each other then I would be able to hug you and even go out with you if the occasion calls for it.”

He was smart even as someone who had lost her memory.

“So… is Asher home?” I asked, looking around.

“No he’s not. Why? Did you want to talk to him?”Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

This was my chance to enact my beautiful plan.

“Oh no,” I laughed. “I would never.”

“What is it?”

“I don’t want to tell you this but he’s not…” I held myself back. She would be inquisitive and ask for stories on the man.

“Tell me what it is.”

“It’s not my place to say anything. If I did it could shatter things but I’m very happy that you two are back together.”

“Okay now I’m curious about what you have to say about him. What is it?”

“Fine, since you insist. Asher is an evil man. He is not the man to trust.”

“What do you mean?”

“He’s a very bad person. He doesn’t deserve you and whatever good you’re giving to him. He is a demon.”

“Why would you say that?”

“Because everyone knows. He’s a very terrible man. I won’t be shocked if this entire amnesia of a thing is all his doing. That’s how terrible he is. You should not worry about what I just said. As long as you’re happy then he’s happy.”

I did not know if she believed it or not but I was going to give her more information on the man. Of course they were all untrue but she didn’t need to know that.

Anything to break up the little merry band they called a home.

Before I could solidify my lies in her mind, I heard Asher’s car pull up in the driveway with people greeting him.

That was my cue to leave.

“I’ll be back. Can I use your restroom?” I asked as she nodded. I ran into it and hid myself.

If Asher found me here, he would kill me. I had to get away as soon as possible.

I looked around for ways to get out of the house without being seen. It was a large house I could hide in one of the rooms until it was safe.