Wilma was so thrilled after Hendrix announced that they were invited to the most awaited welcome party of the Montello family. She stared at the invitation letter that Hendrix handed her with sparkling eyes. Had she not known that everyone in the elite circle was talking about it and they shamelessly expressed their eagerness to attend the said party after they were all informed that all the big shots in the industry all around the world will certainly come and gather altogether there. Wilma had been born with a golden spoon, so she knew how the minds of people in the elite circle worked. She, as one of them, also wanted to grab that rare opportunity to go as she thought it was the perfect place to search for the perfect wife for her son, Hendrix. “I can't believe we're really going there!” she gasped, not hiding her excitement. Hendrix pursed his lips. If he were to decide, he'd rather go there alone and wouldn't even let his parents know that he's going to attend. But he was sm
Hendrix sat in the VIP room with his friends looking at him with complicated expressions. “So, what made you come here all of a sudden?” Greg queried. Timothy puffed his cigarette before he handed him a glass filled with expensive liquor. “What else is the reason why people who seldom come here suddenly appear? He must be broken-hearted,” he chuckled. “Broken-hearted?” Greg frowned then shook his head, “To whom?” Hendrix gulfed down the liquor bottoms up, ignoring the two guessing about his sudden drinking and going to the bar. He just wanted to drink in hope to calm his heart that suddenly palpitated when he realized that he missed his wife. “Our friend is a married man, have you forgotten?” “I know. But Giro said he has no feelings for her. He even abandoned her in the villa after their wedding day, so how could it be her?” Greg scowled at him. “Dude, you have a mistress?” Hendrix was still sober and the disdain in Greg's face didn't escape his keen eyes. He glared at him as
After three years of not communicating with her friends, Margaux finally sent them a message and asked to meet them in Chef Sue's restaurant to personally give them the invitation. Daisy was excited and she couldn't wait for them to be completed again so she told them to go there right away. And no one protested. Margaux had no choice but to drive there right away. She didn't bother putting on any make up and just tied her hair in a messy bun. She was wearing a navy green hanging blouse and high waisted white shorts paired with branded black slip ons and butterfly sunglasses. She did not bother to bring a bag with her since she will only eat breakfast after distributing the invitation to her friends. She pulled off her car and quickly sent another message in their group chat informing her friends that she had arrived. After seeing that one of her friends was already there, she quickly left the car and entered the restaurant. “Margarette!” Chef Sue exclaimed in excitement as he we
Hendrix frowned at her then immediately looked away as if she was part of the wall and just walked past her. Her heart was pounding so hard it almost jumped out of its ribcage. She couldn't move as her eyes were wide as saucers and her lips agape. ‘Why is he here already?!’ her mind screamed. She heard the door behind her creaked open and Dinah's voice resounded, “Margaux? Why are you standing there?” she queried. She inhaled loudly. Fortunately, she was wearing sunglasses or else it would be impossible not to recognize her since they were too near with each other and she even bumped against him! “Are you okay?” Dinah's brows furrowed as she stopped in front of her. She shook her head.She was not okay! Her heart was in turmoil and all her body organs were malfunctioning. How could she be okay?!And she wouldn't dare hide it from Dinah because it would be just futile since she knew her well. “What happened?” Dinah frowned, studying her expression. “Insaw him,” she mumbled. M
“What do you mean?” Saab asked in confusion.Daisy raised her eyebrows on Margaux. The grin plastered on her face saying she got her good which made Margaux felt more anxious, “He married Margaux Hermani not Margaux Margarette Montello,” she simply answered. She twisted her lips as she clenched her fists. She heard her friends' loud gasps and felt their intent gazed once again. “You're single all along!” Saab exclaimed. Her chinita eyes went wide as she stared at her in utter disbelief. Meanwhile, Dinah didn't say anything but her cold gaze alone says she needed to explain. Feeling guilty, Margaux lowered her head and bit the bottom of her lips. “I thought of marrying him for real once I confessed to him the truth,” she admitted. She didn't plan it out. She just had no choice when Hendrix suddenly asked for her identification. Scared that he was going to postpone the wedding, she gave him her fake ID and just decided to confess everything to him after they got their marriage cert
Hendrix was quite anxious as he briskly walked to the VIP room. But his steps abruptly halted when someone suddenly stepped out of the room and accidentally bumped into him. “Sorry!” He inwardly groaned in annoyance as he didn't want to delay any longer. He was already ten minutes late to his meeting with Mr. Hermani and he couldn't afford to slip the opportunity away. Frowning, he briefly glanced at the woman before he continued walking past her as if she was just an insignificant decoration and followed the manager who was guiding him to the VIP room. A middle aged man sitting on the host seat welcomed him with a cold stare. “My apology for being late, Mr. Hermani,” he said formally as he entered the room. Mr. Hermani, who looked intimidating just a few seconds ago, suddenly smiled warmly at him and nodded in acknowledgement, “It's not your fault. Your plane just landed, I understand,” he said calmly. Hendrix subtly sighed in relief. He was a little agitated as he didn't want
The four women stopped after hearing what he said. They seemed to be frozen for a second but immediately recovered and regained their composure.“You're Margaux, right?” Hendrix repeated. His eyes never left the woman as he hoped she would lift her head and finally look at him. To his surprise, his prayers were immediately answered as the woman whose neck seemed permanently bent down had finally lifted her head and faced him. “I'm sorry? Do I know you?” she queried. Her voice was a little husky and quite low, giving a sultry vibe and making his nape shivered. There's a hint of coldness in her tone as well but he didn't think much about it as his chest was already in chaos.He couldn't remember how his wife's voice sounded as it could actually be counted in his fingers how many times he had conversed with her. Hendrix stared at the woman's face intently. She was indeed wearing sunglasses which failed him to see her eyes and almost half of her face because the sunglasses were qui
“That's my wife!” Margaux was talking seriously with Carlos, her assistant, when she heard the sudden commotion from the outside. Distracted, she looked at the spot where the noise was coming from and tilted her head. “Margaux! Let me in!” the guy screamed. It was so loud that it instantly made her bolted up and checked it. “I will check it, Miss. Please take a seat..” said Carlos. But she was naturally a curious person so she shook her head. “He is calling me so I'll check it,” she replied and strode to the entrance. “Margaux!” However, her steps abruptly halted upon seeing the person causing a commotion. ‘Hendrix?!’ her mind was blown away. She hadn't recovered from that afternoon yet. She had to workout, tire herself and stopped having an idle time the whole night just to forget about it and avoid thinking about him. She was even called for a sudden meeting with her assistant that late night because she couldn't freaking sleep, and now she had to meet him again?! Was fate
Hendrix's thick furrowed eyebrows became permanent as he buried his face on paper works. His workaholic self just couldn't help finishing them all before he went home. “Sir, it's past nine already,” Tom, his secretary, stated. “You can go home now,” he responded without lifting his head. Tom looked hesitant as he stared at his boss who was busy signing the documents. He could leave just as he told him to, but he knew his future would be at risk if he did not drag his boss out of his office. Standing there, he took a deep breath and was prepared to say the magic word when all of a sudden, a loud ring erupted in the whole office. Hendrix stopped whatever he was doing and scowled at his mobile phone resting on the corner of his desk. His face was dark as though he was displeased that he's got interrupted with his work. “Let me see, you're still in the office, am I right?” the caller said without any greetings. Hendrix didn't need to ask who was on the other line. His annoyin
The manor was very busy as everyone seemed to be panicking as the time was running. But Margaux seemed oblivious as she was busy staring at herself in a huge mirror. Her heart was thumping hard. ‘This is it,” she told herself internally. The white beautiful wedding dress that was full of tiny diamonds was sparkling, almost blinding her eyes. Her hair was tied up in a very neat bun with some hair strands curled beautifully decorating her small face. While her makeup was just light, almost bare showing her natural beauty that made everyone in the room bewitched as they all looked at her. “Miss Margaux, it’s time to walk down the aisle,” the organizer announced. Margaux glanced over herself one more time before leaving the room. The organizer gave her the beautifully arranged white bouquet with a huge grin.“Mr Mondragon is so lucky,” she muttered with pure admiration. She did not respond and just gave her a small smile. Her stomach was churning as her chest was about to explode. S
Margaux crossed her arms as she leaned on the back rest of the sofa, staring at the woman in front of her. She woke up alone and everyone in the manor was nowhere to be found aside for Liana who was sitting comfortably on the sofa in the living room while having a cup of tea as she descended the stairs. “Babe,” Liana flashed a small smile. Her eyebrows raised as she had no idea what her cousin was doing in their manor. As far as she could remember, she was left in the Philippines so she thought she would stay there and will never have the guts to show her face again out of remorse. ‘I forgot that she’s shameless,’ she thought and rolled her eyes. “I know you never wish to see me again,” Liana muttered. “You know but you still show up here,” she replied sarcastically. The princess let out a sigh then shook her head. Seeing that, Margaux thought she was going to retort a sarcastic remark and grin mockingly at her like she always does before. However, she’d seen none of it, rather
“I want to give her a grand wedding in front of all of you, her family and friends,” Hendrix added. He was looking straight to Don Geronimo as he said those words with a very serious face. However, the corner of his lips lifted upon seeing Margaux’s reaction in his peripheral vision. “You’re already married,” Don Geronimo stated. Hendrix's lips pursed as he brought his attention back to the old man. “But it didn't feel right. I married her as Margaux Hermani and I want to correct that“ “Hendrix..” Margaux muttered. He finally looked at her direction and saw her flustered face and teary eyes. She probably didn't expect that and had a doubt about his plan. Stepping forward, he cupped her face and stared into her blue eyes. “I want to make this right,” he muttered. Then he put down his hands and shoved one onto the pocket of his jeans whilst slowly kneeling down in front of her. A loud gasp came from Margaux as he pulled out the velvet box and revealed a huge diamond ring.
“You're blooming,” Daisy smirked as soon as they entered the dining room. Margaux’s face turned hot in an instant. She then threw her cousin a sharp glare on which the latter just laughed it off. “Why are you looking at me like that? I’m just stating a fact,” Daisy said and gave her a malicious grin. She rolled her eyes and did not say anything. Instead, she took her seat and looked around the table to see that they were complete except her parents, who were probably still in the hospital. “You should take the seat next to your wife,” she heard her uncle say. Her eyebrows raised as the only vacant seat next to her was his father's chair. “I don't think that's right,” Hendrix muttered as he stood still behind her chair. “Just take that seat and eat. It's just a chair,” her uncle Daniel insisted. Knowing that her husband won't do it for his respect for her father, she let out a sigh before glancing over her shoulder. “You can take that chair. No one will mind,”
“Are you tired?” Hendrix queried as they cuddled under the blanket. ‘I am exhausted!’ Margaux’s mind screamed internally. Her face was burning and kept her eyes closed recalling what they had just done. It was not the first time anymore but it still felt new to her. Moreso, the experience was entirely different from the first one as she thought Hendrix didn't strain himself anymore which made her whole body sore. She felt his soft lips touch her forehead and a soft whisper of ‘I love you’ tingles her left ear. He then tightened his hold on her and pressed her body to his even more as if he was afraid to have even a tiniest gap between them. “Love..” he murmured. Curiously, Margaux slowly opened her eyes and met his gaze. But before she could say something, Hendrix quickly leaned in closer and claimed her lips. Gasping, she opened her eyes and reluctantly pushed him away. “I can't do it anymore,” she mumbled. She averted her gaze as her face became hotter. She had no qualms
“Call all the doctors, quick!” she exclaimed as she kneeled down next to Hendrix. Her heart just stopped beating upon seeing his unconscious body. She didn't know where to touch him as she was afraid she might hurt him even more. “Love! Open your eyes, please! Don't sleep!” she cried. She could feel her cousin was trying to calm her but her emotions exploded that she could not hear anything anymore. “Babe, calm down!” Daisy shook her. “Love, please!” she pleaded. Her hands were shaking as she placed her palms on his chest. Although she could feel his heartbeat, still she cannot calm down seeing him unconscious with blood almost covering his shirt. “Let me check his wounds,” Felissa muttered. Reluctantly, she moved away and let her mother check where the gunshot was. She was holding her breath as she was trying to prepare for whatever she was going to see. However, as soon as her mother lifted Hendrix's shirt, loud gasps reverberated in the room and followed by loud laughter.
“Aren’t you afraid that he might let that woman free?” Felissa inquired. Margaux heaved a sigh. Then, a small smile flashed her face as she looked at her mother. “I trust that he won’t do it, Mom..” she replied. Her mother stared at her for a long second before she responded. “What if he betrayed you?” she asked critically. She did not know if her mother was just testing her. But her question did not really come across her mind. After learning what happened from the nurse that was supposed to kill her, she knew right then that Hendrix did not really mean to shoot her. He was aiming for Doctor Pablo, not her. That’s why as soon as he tried to approach her, she did not hesitate to send him with that woman. She was that confident that he would come back to her, not thinking about other possibilities that he had other motives. Looking away, she curled her fingers as she was starting to doubt her decision. But then she shook her head immediately and lifted her chin as she returned her
Margaux quickly shifted her head towards the door as soon as she heard it shut. Her shoulders slumped while she heaved a deep sigh. “Why did you make him leave and feel disappointed now?” Her father queried. She pursed her lips. Seriously, she didn’t know why she did that. Probably because she was not ready to face him yet. She took a deep breath once again and looked at her father. “Did you already know about Doctor Pablo?” She asked instead. Don Geronimo raised his eyebrows. His eyes lit up, prolly seeing her intention of changing the topic. “I had suspicion, but never thought he could actually do that to us,” he shook his head. Margaux’s eyes narrowed as she stared at her father. His actions and facial expression were so contradictory that she could not help but be skeptical. “Really?” She tilted her head and crossed her arms. She did trust her father, but at that moment, she could not help but doubt his words. Meanwhile, Don Geronimo suddenly laughed boisterously. “You’r