Hendrix massaged his temples after ending the call with Giro. Pissed off, he grumbled as he thought about his relatives.They were cruel. He just realized it after learning their schemes as they tried to divert the attention from his mother. Although the intention was good for his mother, the fact that they chose to target Margaux and made up a story to taint her name made him furious. And based on the things he read that they posted against her made him realize they never really like her. His jaw ticked, tremendously regretting not giving her time and completely neglected her for three years. His family and relatives, especially his mother, won’t hate her if only he treated her right.He let out an exasperated sigh.Opening his eyes, he stared at the ceiling while his back was laid down against the cold floor. But compared to his villa, he felt more comfortable there despite having nothing there. He shook his head and shut his eyes once again. He realized ever since Margaux left h
“What the fvck?!” Hendrix stood frozen on the spot.He didn’t know what to do as his insides screamed while his chest pounded hard upon realizing who he was ignoring.“Open the door!” that same voice reverberated once again.Panicking, he lousily opened the door and the first one that welcomed him was the unpleasant expression of a huge man standing tall and proudly in front of him. “You’ve finally opened,” he said rather coldly.Hendrix’s eyes swept through the back of the huge guy and his hands instantly turned cold and became sweaty upon recognizing the old man looking almighty beside his landlord. “I’m sorry Your Majesty, my new tenant is tired from searching for a place to stay, he fell asleep early and didn’t wake up when I knocked,” the old woman immediately explained.Hendrix swallowed hard as he never expected to be in such a situation. Who would though? Everyone who was fortunate to encounter him said that he was aloof and didn’t interact with just anyone unless it was ab
“You don’t know my daughter yet,” the King said coldly.Hendrix nodded, “It’s true. I don’t know her and vice versa. She shouldn’t stick with me and lie to everyone that I am her boyfriend when it’s not. We just met a few days ago and those times we didn’t even really talk and just greeted each other,” he muttered, “I don’t know why she kept on showing up to me when I already told her that I'm not interested in her,” he let out a heavy sigh.He seriously couldn’t understand Liana. Mostly, those women who he told off never showed up again and even avoided him whenever they accidentally crossed paths. But Liana falls into the category of the most annoying woman for him. She's a stubborn woman who doesn’t accept defeat and thinks of rejection as a challenge.Shaking his head, he continued, “I don’t fancy women like her..”He got carried away and forgot that he was saying that to the father of the woman he was talking about. That’s why after he finished, his hands sweat as he immediately
Hendrix slumped his body on the cold floor and stared at the ceiling blankly.He was drained of energy all of a sudden. Talking face-to-face with the most powerful person in the world was stressful and exhausting. It’s as if he ran a marathon and lost in a bet. But then, he probably felt that because he met not just one but two of the most powerful and influential people in the world in a single day. Don Geronimo, Margaux’s father who happened to be the King’s biological brother, had talked with him first. He went to talk about his daughter too but in contrast to the King, the Don was quite indirect about liking him for his daughter. Letting out a heavy sigh, he shut his eyes and placed his arm on top of his forehead. He had met a lot of people in the business world, most of them are big shots as well. But none of them were on the same level with the King and the Don. Those two very important figures in England, if not in the world, were the most difficult he had dealt with. Not b
Margaux scowled at her father, “Dad,” she called in a stern voice. She shook her when their eyes met but her father just shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't say anything arguable. “Margaux..” she felt a squeeze in her hands which made her gaze shifted to her mother. “Your father knew what he was doing, just trust him, okay?” “I trust him, Mom. But I can't let him say things that is impossible to happen,” she reiterated .“Impossible?” Mrs Garcia interrupted. “What do you mean, dear?” she opted. Respectfully, she gave her a small smile and politely explained. “I won't marry a man I don't have feelings for. I will marry for love, Mr Garcia,” she answered firmly. The enormous living room fell silent as everyone stared at her in disbelief. But she didn't mind because she won't sacrifice her happiness again to please other people. She already learned the hard way, she won't make the same mistake again. Don Geronimo sighed and apologized to his friends, “My bad. I didn't talk about
Margaux grinned triumphantly after seeing the headlines from the Philippines. It felt so nice to receive such good news that her enemies were suffering after an exhausting long discussion with her parents the whole night. She scrunched her nose as she thought about it. It's also the reason as to why Wilma faced another problem. “They might take this down again,” Carlos commented as he stood there waiting for her instructions. “Keep this up. Let's sow discord between the mother and son until Hendrix..” she muttered. Her lips curved menacingly as she imagined Wilma panicking while explaining to Hendrix. If she only know it felt nice making up stories, she would've done it a long time ago and probably she wouldn't need to leave the villa and divorce Hendrix. However, she was glad about what happened because if it didn't happen, she wouldn't realize how stupid she was for falling for a cheater and a big fat liar. “How can we make these rumors seem real, Miss Margaux?” his secretary
“Date?” she muttered in disbelief. She never expected that coming! As far as she knew, the guy in front of her was very timid and reserved. And that’s the very reason as to why she was the only friend he had back in the days they were still neighbors. Therefore, she was utterly surprised that he actually asked her that without having a hard time nor did he seem like he was nervous at all. Blinking several times, she stared at Josh and couldn't think of the right words to say. “It's just a friendly date, don't worry,” Josh added. He might've seen how astonished she was that's why he immediately clarified that it was just a friendly date. He probably got really hurt and traumatized last night when she blatantly said that she didn't want to marry him.Thinking about that, guilt splashed all over her as she failed to talk to him that night to elaborate her reason further.“Sorry.. Let me see my schedule first,” she answered, although she already knew her schedule for that day. She j
“PIck up my phone?!” She hissed as soon as she put down the phone. “Are you okay?” Josh asked. Margaux pressed her lips tightly as she forgot that there’s another person in her office. She shook her head in order to cover her embarrassment but she couldn’t hide her annoyance through her eyes. “Margaux..”“I’m fine,” she replied curtly.Josh tilted his head. “You looked upset. Who called you? Boyfriend?”Her head quickly snapped towards the guy’s direction. “I don’t have a boyfriend,” she immediately corrected.“Uncle had mentioned it, but. . .Aren’t women get upset immediately because of their boyfriends?”“Where did you get that?” she asked incredulously. Josh shrugged his shoulders and just grinned at her. Margaux narrowed her eyes and suddenly forgot about her annoyance. “Are you speaking from experience?” she queried. Her brows arched up when she saw his face contorted. “I wish I have..” he mumbled. Although it was almost inaudible, she still heard it clearly but she prete
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