The Playboy's Marriage

Chapter Thirty Three

~Loneliness doesn't have much to do with where you are~

Isabel

I spent another few weeks processing what Marquez had said to me and his one in a lifetime offer. I already resigned from my work and discussed with Franklin Jobs,he wanted to see me physically and suggested me coming to stay in America,as busy he is he's ready to tutor and help me out in creating my own company. I've never been more grateful to Marquez.

Days went by and weeks turned into two months. It's two month already and Lopéz never came home-not even once. He doesn't call or message, I've seen some shots of him online though but that was all I could see. I can't even talk to him about the divorce, why did he sign the papers? how's he living peacefully without communicating with me?

The loneliness is eating me inside every single day,all the time I come home to a empty house.......a house without Lopéz isn't a home for me anymore.

I don't want to lose on this big offer Marquez gave me and fifty million is a huge amount of money! He's rooting for my success and here I am in bed in tears waiting for Lopéz to show up and apologize to me. Telling me he loves me and wants me back.

Urghh so pathetic

The last voicemail he did was the only think keeping me from breaking down again. Hearing his voice when I wake up and before I go to sleep helps me a lot.

I got a call from Manuela of all people,I was reluctant to pick it but she won't stop calling.

"Isabel listen to me I've found where Lopéz is staying!".

I jerked up from the bed,"What? really?where?!".

"I'll text you the address okay?but bitch promise me we gon be friends after this!".

I furrow my brows,"You wanna be my friend?".

"Yeah I think you cool and......lovable".

"Thanks Manuela but respectfully, I'm good".I cut the call and grabbed my jacket ready to go meet Lopéz.

When I got to the address,it was a small apartment I saw in a very secluded area. Lopèz car was parked in front of the place, I heard music and noise coming from the inside.

Is there like a party?

To my surprise,Rachel came out of the house crying. The makeup on her face was looking bad,she was looking so rough and she's crying?

She saw me and quickly wiped her tears trying to compose herself and act confident,

"How we meet again Isabel,you-",

I walked off from her bumping my shoulder into hers,I don't give a damn about whatever shit she's about to say to me.

A very busty lady opened the door before I could,she stared at me before walking out. The music was so loud,the television was on too......it was just too lousy.

Five ladies were dancing to the song without paying me any attention,there was bundles of cash,drinks and cigarettes everywhere.

Lopèz came out of a room with two ladies who were almost naked,his arms were around their neck while a cigarette was on his lips. Our eyes touched, it locked. My heart beats against my chest, just as always it won't stop beating for this man.

He looked so......so wild,his chest was naked and his trouser was hanged around his hips. He gazed at me surprised to see me, there was no way- absolutely no way I can missed that glint in his eyes for me- it was there loud and clear.

And suddenly he walked towards me in a free way, urgh he reeks so much of alcohol and smoke!

"My goodness you're here! My blondie is here you'll!!".