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

Delia’s POV

“Try again!” I yelled at the top of my lungs. I was not going to come into this establishment and be embarrassed like this. No, there had to be an explanation.

This was the first time I was having my card declined. This was sorely a mistake and nothing more. Their machine had to be the one having issues. My card was in its unlimited stage. If there were any issues with it, my bank would have called me.

In fact, they would not call me, they would call Sinclair since he was the one who filled the account with money on a regular basis.

I hated having to stay in front of all these people and explain myself so I looked at the cashier who smirked at me evilly.

“Wipe that stupid smirk off your face and try it again,” I growled.

“Ma’am, we have tried it twice now and it…” she tried to explain stupid things to me but I was not having it. She was going to do as I wanted and she was not going to argue with me.

“Again!” I yelled as the woman tried it again but it didn’t work. She gave me the card which I exchanged for my second card. “Here, try this one.”

She was skeptical about doing it but she looked at her manager who nodded before looking at me.

She did it again as it made the funny sound. Declined.

The manager ordered for the clothes to be returned with the million dollar item I had taken.

“No, wait, I can pay,” I said as the manager walked away from me with his assistants going back to their business.

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The people in the store stared at me like a sore loser. This was unacceptable. How would they know who I was if they kept staring at me like that. I was prepared to give them who I was. I would tell them who I truly was and they would hear me say it.

But when I opened my mouth to say it, the security came to me with a worried look on their face.

“What is it?!” I growled at them. “I’ve given everything that belongs to the store.”

“Not quite,” he said, taking the coat I had won from the store. This was so embarrassing I could feel my face turning red with anger.

No, how would I recover from this? There was no way I would do that here.

When I had given the coat back, I walked out of the store in anger, filled with disbelief and embarrassment.

“Stupid store,” I grunted getting into my car.

I called my father on the line but no one answered. This was new. He was always on his phone.

I decided to look through the notification and see so many messages about things that I was not getting.

I called Iris for her to clarify.

“Hey, what’s going on?” I asked her. “I’m getting so many notifications about things that I don’t even know about. What have I missed? Did something happen?”

Iris told me all that happened and all I could do was scream at each juncture until I felt a piercing headache. What was going on?

I knew who must have done this nonsense. It had to either be Asher or Zendaya. There was no in between. This was their doing.

I was going to do worse than this to them. They would regret doing this to my father. He had not even done anything wrong. Couldn’t Asher forgive him and have the taxes wiped out completely? He was the president. He hadn’t power to do that.

Why would he keep that against my father? He was mean and selfish and wicked.

“I’m coming home,” I growled over the phone as Iris cheered her on.

I switched off the phone. I was coming home whether they liked it or not. I was done with this stupid trip.

I was going home.

My phone rang out as I looked at it to find my dad calling back.

Finally!

“Dad? I heard the news. Are you okay?”

“I am sweetie,” he said with a weak voice.

“I am so happy for that. Also, why did my credit card get declined? I need to buy new things and I can’t anymore.”

This set him off as he started to scream on the phone.

“You know how much you’ve wasted while on that stupid trip?! You think it was your little husband funding it?! He gives you little money there to top it off but I was the one fully funding everything. Your extravagant lifestyle and your stupid spending will not be the death of me.”

“But dad?!”

“Don’t you ever bring this topic again to me or else I will teach you a heavy lesson. I will not go to jail because of you. Whatever you have gotten, I suggest you send it back. For now, you are on your own.

“I already have too many problems going on with me. I have taxes to pay, I just got out of a holding cell, don’t test me this time Delia.”

“I’m coming home,” I said angrily as I switched off the call and threw the phone to the side of the chair.

How could he treat me like that? This was terrible. Very terrible. There had to be a way around all of this.

I switched on the car and drove off. I remembered I had ordered some bags from an online store.

I checked the order to see they had been canceled.

“No!” I yelled. Why was he so cruel to me? “No.”

No, this was not his fault. This was Zendaya’s fault and Asher’s fault. If Asher truly loved me he would not let me suffer like this but he didn’t so I was here going through this tough time.