Chapter 54: Chapter Fifty-Four

Olivia

Apparently Jason is not so off work. But that is not what has my panties in a knot, this guy has the audacity to want to drag me with him to work while I have a lot of work to do on my own about the wedding. He said that he is not going to travel alone while I'm capable of traveling. He also said that I could act as his secretary and take notes in meetings.

I finally got ahold of a designer who agreed to come to me who is willing to start my dress as soon as possible and now my fiance is dragging me on the road with him. Lwandle, that's the name she goes by, is supposed to board today, or has boarded already from South Africa and is supposed to arrive tomorrow.

I would not mind going with Jason if we had already started with the measurements. Or if we had chosen the type of material we are going to use. Or had a rough sketch of the dress I want. We have nothing, and Jason doesn't want to listen to a word I say. He says that wherever he goes I go and vise versa. But at least we're going to Paris, maybe I can get her a connecting flight and we'd meet there. Maybe Jason was into something after all.

We're already in the air. Jason is somewhere in the jet while I've been sleeping because we left too early and I was still tired. We are also going for the whole week, so I get to be in bed the whole week when I am not searching for whatever Lwandle is going to be using in her design. I am hungry right now though, so hungry but I don't know what is available for me to eat. One of the reasons I hate flying. Especially this early.

I haven't seen or heard from Jason since we boarded and I don't know where my phone is currently, I don't even know how long we've been on air. But I know that I'm hungry and need to pee. I start with the easiest one, once I finish my business in the bathroom, I pad out to the gallery to find food. My beautiful husband to be is sitting alone and is in what looks like a video conference call. I move to the other side so that I don't appear in the camera and walk past him.

After I pass him, I turn around to face him and stick out my tongue at him when he is looking at me. He smiles shaking his head but continues on his talking and I continue walking on. I stop in my tracks when I find a woman I don't know standing by the sink. She hasn't seen me yet, and I know she didn't hear me walking in because I'm in my socks.

She looks like she is spaced out and in deep thoughts and I wonder why. I make a sound with my throat and it's only then that she turns around, when her eyes land on me, a scowl appears on her face. I'm guessing she's sizing me up. I'm still in my pyjamas, I didn't bother changing when we left home a few hours ago.

I do something that I never thought I'd ever do, I show her my ring hand. Her eyes go wide and a smile graces her thin lips. She is now being polite, I'm guessing she was also in line of wanting to be Mrs Jason Osbourne.

"Oh, Mrs Osbourne. How can I help you?" She asks with her fake politeness. Now it's my turn to scowl, I don't like her already.

"Nothing. But that attitude you just have me? It's going to get you fired real fast." I tell her then open the cabinet as I look for juice and some snacks.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I didn't realise who you were." She apologises. I turn and look at her.

"I'm guessing this is your jet then?" I ask her sarcastically.

"What?" She asks me, confused.

She's not very bright I'm guessing, but I'm not one to judge. I smile at her and lean back on the counter.

"I asked if this jet is yours?! Since you seem to choose who you are kind to in here, I thought maybe Jason hired the jet from you." I tell her.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I swear it won't happen again." She says bowing her head.

"Make sure it doesn't." I tell her then carry on with my task.

I find crackers and biscuits and some chips, I take a packet each then open the fridge and take out juice, each for Jason and I. I head out with them all in hand and sit on the chairs opposite Jason. He's still in his meeting, when I sit he lifts his head, a frown appears on his face and he looks back to where I come from.

Well, I guess he read my mood.

I open the chips and the crackers and biscuits then I put them all on the divider next to me. With my legs tucked under me I eat them all by turn with juice. When I'm halfway done with them all, I stop eating and finish my juice. Jason is also done with his call and he looks at me expectantly. I know he wants to know why I came out with a sour mood when I went in happy.

"What did Candice say to you?" He asks standing up and coming to sit next to me.

"Oh no she didn't have to say anything." I reply.

"Ok... what did she do?" She looked at me like I didn't belong. I wasn't and still am not offended.

"And what did you say to her?" He asks me with a furrow.

"Nothing, I just showed her my ring." I tell him. I'm still amazed by what I did myself. My head is down, so I don't see Jason's reaction.

When I don't hear him saying anything, I turn to look at him. He is laughing, silently laughing. But his body is shaking.

"What's so funny?" I ask him and he shakes his head.

"If you had her under control, why do you seem so angry?" He asks.

"I'm not. I'm just irritated that she had the audacity to feel entitled about something that is not hers. How many people has she acted this way to? And who the fuck does she think she is?" I ask, my emotions rising now. I didn't realise I was infact angry.

"You handled her well though. And I'm proud of you for standing your ground." He tells me, and my pride swells.