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

Landon’s POV

We had been waiting for hours for the man to get back but he had not done that. We were starving.

My strength was failing me as all I could do was try to keep my eyes open. The left side of my face had swollen after that slap he had given me and it hurt so much that swallowing was even a chore,

I struggled to my feet when our stomachs growled more times than normal.

I had just woken up after falling asleep hungry to see that he was not yet back. We had little energy to do anything. We could not even talk anymore.

We started to hear sounds outside as it scared us half to death. We looked at the door since the room didn’t have any windows.

I went to the door to open it and surprisingly it opened. I walked out of it to see that there was a gate blocking me off from the main rooms.

“The door is open,” I mumbled to the two of them who gestured for me to come back inside, which I did.

“He might be waiting there to hit you again,” Layla said. “You have to be careful.”

“My hand hurts, I’m hungry and I want to see mummy,” Luca said with his eyes welling up.

“My eyes hurt, I think I might go blind,” I added just as Layla laughed.

“You can’t go blind silly. How will you see mummy if she comes here?” Layla said.

“You’re right,” was my response. “I have to stop myself from being blind. I miss mummy. When do you think she’ll be here to save us?”

We heard more sounds outside the door which caught my attention again.

I ran there to open the door. I found this weird as the door was usually locked.

I exited and found some cops going around the house as I ran back inside to notify my siblings that help had come.

They followed me out as we all screamed at the door of our voice.

“Help!” We yelled as our lives depended on it.

We banged the doors and the gate noisily to get their attention as a man came to the gate.

“Hey kids,” he smiled. “Stand back.”

He kicked the gate open, freeing us as we hugged him first before running out to meet the other cops.

The man spoke in his walker talkie signifying that we had been found.

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Zendaya’s POV

I tapped my leg in the van while waiting for the men to go through the rooms.

I could not imagine myself going through the hat my children were going through. I was angry at myself for being a careless mother. I should have seen how Travis had acted towards my children and known it to be a red flag. Instead I had ignored them and gone on dates with Asher.

I promised myself that if they were ever found I would not leave them with anyone else again.

I used to be heavy on protecting my children, I could not understand how I suddenly became so carefree about them.

I could remember how I had been rude to the driver who would be taking the children to school every morning. I didn’t trust him and it had made my children safe. Now all I did was give them out to any maid, nanny and friend.

This was the result of my actions. I would not allow it to happen again.

I felt nothing but anticipation while waiting for the cops and soldiers to report in.

They had entered less than two minutes ago and they were searching the apartment.

The walkie talkie in the van suddenly vibrated as the man in charge picked it up.

“What’s your status, over,” the man said.

“The kids have been found, over.”

I heard this and fell to my knees thanking my lucky stars for this good news.

The man went ahead to ask about Travis but I did not care about him. He could be alive or dead for all I cared, my children were very important to me.

I stood to my shaking feet with tears in my eyes. I left the van, running to the house to see the children getting out of the house in their soiled and dirty clothes.

“My babies!” I yelled at the tip of my voice as the triplets saw me and ran to me.

We met halfway as I knelt down to hug them all. It was good to see them and I was happy they were alive.

I kissed them individually only to notice that Landon had a swollen face with Luca having a swollen right hand.

That monster had done this to my children, but he was the least of my problems. Now I had them, I would have to take them in and take care of their wounds, they were going to be fine.

Tears fell down my eyes as I hugged them again being grateful that nothing bad had happened to them. The bruises would heal, the scars would heal. At least they were alive.

The officers around watched me and the children have this emotional time together before helping us to the van.

“Mummy, we’re sorry for making you worry,” Layla said.

I stopped, falling to my haunches. “Hey, you do not get to apologize for these things. You are not at fault here. It was that monster who kidnapped you. He’s the one at fault. Don’t ever blame yourself, okay?”

The three of them nodded as I drew them in for another hug before walking towards the van.

I heard a gunshot as I instinctively used my body to shield them from whatever attack was out there.

I looked around with the officers before hearing another one ring out in the air.

“Take cover!” an officer yelled as he helped us get into the van, securing us inside before going out to protect us from any attack.