Perfectly Lonely - Jessica Marin Page 0,84
as the sneaky bitch went through my office in my London home and found the paperwork. Since her third divorce was finalized, I reluctantly agreed to her temporarily living in my London home while I’m away in order for someone to take care of it. That was a year ago and it looks like she has no desire of ever leaving.
“Aren’t you going to be at Cal’s surprise birthday party?” He asks and I’m stunned into silence by this unexpected news. “Your silence leads me to believe that you didn’t know about your supposed best friend’s party. Which means Jenna didn’t invite you,” he laughs and I wish I was physically in front of him to punch him in his smug, ugly face. “Can’t blame her really since you make it painfully obvious how you want what is hers.”
“Do your job, Philip! Get me those scripts and find some more endorsement deals. I’ll see you this weekend!” I hang up on him and scream out my frustrations.
How dare that whore not invite me to his birthday party! I start pacing my living room, frantically thinking of ways to crash that party when I immediately think of Sean and dial his phone number.
“Hello, handsome,” I purr at him as soon as he answers. “Am I going to see you this weekend? I really miss you.” I lower my voice so that it sounds husky and genuine.
“Sorry, Cora, but I’m not in London,” he says, his voice sounding distant as if he’s uninterested in talking to me. “I will ring you when I return.”
“I know you’re in Chicago for the big party, Sean. I was thinking I can come with you and be your plus one,” I say nonchalantly, trying to act calm.
“I know firsthand that you weren’t invited, Cora. How do you even know about it?” He questions, his voice laced with amusement and I relax hearing hints of how he normally sounds when talking with me.
“It doesn’t matter how I found out. What matters is that I’m there with you, celebrating our oldest friend. Don’t you think Cal would be upset if one of his best friends wasn’t there? Besides, it would be nice to have some alone time with you. Just like old times,” I say with purpose, hoping to jog his memory of the good times we recently had together.
All three of us reunited last year to shoot the sequel to our highly successful drama thriller we made together five years ago. With Jenna always being on set, I spent most of my free time with Sean. But even he couldn’t distract me from my anger at having to see her every day with the man that’s supposed to be mine.
“I don’t know what Cal thinks anymore since his head is so far up Jenna’s ass. No offense, but he probably wouldn’t even notice if you weren’t there.”
Despite his joking tone, his words make me seethe. How dare he throw that in my face! I mentally count to ten to calm down before responding to him.
“Sean, I want to see you and I know you want to see me too. I will text you on Friday when I land so you can let me know what hotel to meet you at.”
“I am staying with Cal and Jenna. Since you’re going to be a party crasher, might be best if you stay at a hotel, Cora.”
“Fine, but you are always welcome to share my room if the baby keeps you awake,” I say, giving Sean the option of choosing me instead of being in a house with children. Jenna gave birth to their son, Brooks, who just turned one. Another party that I wasn’t invited to. I shake off my bitterness to focus back on the conversation.
“Text me when you land, Cora. We can make plans then. I need to go.” I stare at the phone in shock as I see he hung up on me without saying goodbye.
I walk into my bedroom, pull open the closet doors and start sifting through my clothes. All my clothes here are dull and boring. Most of them having to be a disguise so I don’t get recognized. I grab my red wig, go into my bathroom and look at myself as I put it on and adjust it to properly fit my head.
“Sean is dead wrong if he thinks Cal won’t notice me at his party,” I say to my reflection with an evil smile. Satisfied with my appearance, I give