The makeup was done with a lot of complaints from Jessica. She found the style of the artist a bit too much than she could handle. "I don't intend to steal the show," Jessica said when Leslie tried to convince her to have heavy makeup. "You are married to a Delgado, you would always stake the show even if you did not mean to," Leslie told her. "Oh I see you are preparing for an event," Genevieve said as she entered inside. "Oh, my God. Lady Genevieve" Leslie said when she saw her walk in. Since she knew Xavier quite well she also knew of his family issues too. She knew what Genevieve did and why she did them. She has not seen her in a long while. She liked the woman for some very weird reason which seemed only appropriate to her. "Oh my Leslie," Genevieve said going in for a hug. "I have missed you and all the fun things you do," Leslie said tightening the hug. "I never thought I would see you again when Xavier refused you and you got married," Genevieve said touching her face
Genevieve had left the room because of the tension. She could not take the deep stares going on between both parties. She decided Tobago Roselle out in the kitchen to prepare the meal for dinner. Jessica stood looking at Xavier hoping he would say something to ease the tension she currently felt. She felt her stomach knot together and found it hard to control her rapid breathing. Xavier stares at her deeply and intently. He wanted to compliment her but it was hard for him seeing that he had never had a reason to do so to a woman before. "Let's go," he said shortly after he saw her shuffle on her feet. "Okay," she said trying her best to steady her voice. She knew she looked beautiful. Leslie and Genevieve had told her how beautiful she looked. She has seen that the makeup artist did a fantastic job in making her shine. But how was it that he could not say a single word about how she looked? It was not like she was seeking his validation or any sort of thing like that. A simple c
As the Lino came to a half and the chauffeur opened the door Jessica climbed out immediately. She has been in complete silence it was uncomfortable. Was he the same one who comforted less than forty eight hours ago? Was it just pity from his end? She hated herself for thinking of giving him a chance. She thought that maybe if she became close to him they could keep in touch after the divorce. Now she had to go on a trip she did not know how long with him. How was she going to survive being with him? "Jessica wait" She heard him call her. She wanted to turn back immediately.'But what if it's my subconscious mind that is playing tricks on me' she thought. She did not hesitate to keep walking ahead. Taking gentle and calculated steps because of the heels she wore. She felt his hand on her shoulders and although there was a thin net separating her shoulder blades from his hands she felt a jolt of cold current pass through her shoulders all over her body. "Wait" he whispered close to
Jessica found herself enjoying the company of Xavier. "We have to go around like this for a moment to greet the majority of the people here," Xavier said in a whisper. "Do I have to?" she asked. As much as she was enjoying the company she was reminded of the tale of the toad in a pot of water that was set to boil. The frog did not know he was being boiled to death but enjoyed the warmth and subtle changes in the water temperature. "This is your first official event since we got married. It's the least you could do" Xavier said. "It's the least I could do. It's a contract. It's just a contract" she whispered as they went. Xavier heard her but what could he say? Assure her that it was more than a contract at this point. Or should he tell her that the money she would get in the end was more than she needed to do? They entered inside and the first person they met was Marcus. Xavier had noticed the not-so-subtle glances he threw her way when they signed the contract. It was obvious
"What?" Marcus asked with a slight stammer that portrayed his confusion. Was there anything wrong in addressing her by her first name? He wanted to be a part of her life and he knew that calling her on a first name basis would make them seem close to each other. "Why did you call my wife by her first name?" Xavier repeated. Jessica tugged at Xavier's hand. She has no problems with him addressing her with her first name. It was her name after all. Xavier saw into the tactics of Marcus. He saw interest in Jessica in his eyes and he knew that he could move in at any time. There was no way he would let him have Jessica."Is there anything wrong in addressing each other by first names?" Gold asked with a small chuckle at the end of her statement. She thought he was being silly for asking such a question with a serious expression. "Yes, there is," Xavier said. His gaze was strong and uncomfortable on both parties as they stood there. "Xavier," Jessica said in a whisper. Xavier ignored
Jessica stared at his hand. She was confused about what to do. Seeing that he had called Xavier by name that must mean he was close to him. She did not want another unsuspecting and innocent man to feel inferior and embarrassed because Xavier decided to do so. "Aren't you going to accept my handshake?" Jason said with a smile. He wasn't pissed that she was not taking his hand. Wasn't it normal for a girl to feel uncomfortable shaking the hand of a man she just met for the first time? Jessica slid her hand into his only halfway and removed it within a split second. A laugh escaped Jason's lips. "Hasn't your husband told you about me?" Jason asked. "Why would I need to talk to her about you?" Xavier asked his eyebrow going up. "Because I am your best of friends and business partner. I have helped you make a lot of money here in Chiachester and also in Crescent Bay""You aren't my best friend. I don't have friends" Xavier said squaring his jaw. "Oh you hurt me deeply," Jason said
They stood and chatted for a few more minutes before Xavier announced that he needed to show his wife to the other business tycoons who were in attendance. Jessica had a hard time bonding and speaking with them. No matter how hard she tried she could barely find a common ground on what to talk about. She saw them turn their nose up when she could not make comments on their political stands or economic analysis. "Finally some peace," Jessica said as she plummeted into the seat beside Leslie. "Isn't it a fun thing to do?" Leslie said in a mocking tone. "Very fun," Jessica said teasing her back. She took the glass on the table and downed the water in it. "Easy or you would have to go to the toilet often," Leslie said as the cup dropped down on the table. "I think I needed that," Jessica said yawning a bit. "Hey ladies" a strange man walked up to the table. Leslie rolled her eyes when she saw him. "What's he doing here?" she murmured as he sat down "What am I doing here? I was in
Jessica was thrilled to be meeting with Chef Liston. She has always dreamt of meeting those high-end chefs and clients and some how she might not have ever met them if she had not come the way of Xavier. "I am a huge fan," Jessica told Liston. "I did not recognize you because of what you've done with your hair," she told him. "Oh well I like to experiment with it" he answered with a smug expression. He loved the attention that he was getting today and more importantly, it was from a beautiful woman like her. "I am a chef too. I will be opening my restaurant soon and I will be sure to send you an invite" Jessica tells him excitedly. He was a celebrity chef and if he happened to endorse her everyone would want to flock there. Maybe this was the greatest publicity she needed. "Oh wow, a food artist? You don't look like one instead you look like a fashion icon" Liston commented. "Oh well I think you are taking it too far" "If you would be sending me an invite I guess we need to ex