It took a more time than expected for Adri and Owen to make their way to LA. Getting security to watch the house while they were gone, donating the food that was uncooked to a soup kitchen, finding a house in LA for them to stay at and still being a little sick put a damper on things. It was about two week later when Adri, John, Owen and the dogs made the big road trip.
Owen was a champ and since they had the dog and had to stop a few times anyway, he didn't mind the drive. He liked pointing at the cars, watching his videos or sleeping. Grandpa John was a huge help in keeping him happy too.
When they did arrive, Adri and Jake had to go sign the contract for the house and get the keys. She did the grocery shopping online and it would be dropped off later that night.
Owen settled into the LA life pretty quickly. He liked walking the dogs along the beach and pointing at the seagulls. They even ate some ice cream on the boardwalk and watched some bodybuilders pose and work out.
With John and the nanny there, Adri felt comfortable leaving Owen alone in the new place. Jake was working weird hours, so she really wanted to make sure he was comfortable before she went to work and get her dress measured and whatnot.
The week she spent in New York, partially with her mother, was a frenzy. She knew what designer she wanted to work with and she watched him sketch out her dream dress. He took her measurements and she got to try on some of his samples to get a feel for how some fabrics laid and looked on the body.
Her mother went home after that part and she stayed a few more days to do a fragrance campaign for Dior Blue. She did the campaign when she first started and they were refreshing the scent, adding a line and wanted to remarket. It was fun when she first did the campaign and it ended up being more fun working with the same model years later to remarket. They got to catch up and learn all the wild things they have been up to and learn how quickly life changed in just a couple years. They clicked then and they clicked again like they never spent time away.
Adri was on the plane home to LA when TMZ broke the news on Instagram. 'UFC's favorite couple in trouble?' The tagline and headline read with a picture of Adri and the model, Chris Tracks sitting a cafe laughing. A circle with a zoomed in picture of Adri hand showed she wasn't wearing a ring. Plus the road trip to LA to supposedly drop off Owen to his father and the clean out of their house made it all look worse. But the most damning part of the click to view article was the images of her and Chris from years ago laughing, flirting, dancing and kissing both at work and at a club when she and Jake were at their lowest point.
It wasn't until well after Adri landed and saw her mentions blowing up and texts and phone calls from friends a managers that she got a hint something was going on. Since Jake was at work, John and Owen were picking her up and she didn't have a chance to see what the fuss was about.
When she saw John waiting for her, she tried to read him to see if he was upset but he looked annoyed more than anything. She picked up Owen and gave him a kiss and gave John a somewhat awkward hug.
"Is Jake okay? My phone is blowing up." She asked John and they walked out to the car. Paparazzi swarmed with endless questions and she covered Owen's face as she made her way through them.
They kept asking the same question though, "Are you and Jake still together? Where is your ring? Is it true you cheated with Chris Tracks?" She knew better to comment on anything but when they got Owen buckled in and started driving she looked at John.
"What the hell are they talking about?" She asked with her heart pounding in her chest. But the radio cut in at the right time and let her know everything she needed to know.
"Fuck me." She said softly, but loud enough for Owen to learn a new bad word.
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