Chapter 126: Massage

Hendrix couldn't move as he watched Margaux cry. His eyes were wide as saucers while his jaw dropped.

“W-why are you crying?” he stuttered.

Looking at her, he felt like his heart got ripped in half. His chest constricted and he realized it was more painful to see her like that.

Meanwhile, Margaux blinked and quickly touched her face. A silent gasp escaped her lips as though she didn't realize she was already shedding tears. Hastily, she wiped her tears away and chuckled awkwardly.

“Sorry, my legs are hurting. I'm not used to sitting like this so..” she excused.

Hendrix stared at her silently for a long second before he finally stood up and took his luggage. Without a word, he placed the luggage beside her and offered his hand to her.

“Sit here,” he said while tapping his luggage.

Margaux stared at him in disbelief. She wanted to refuse and say she was okay, but since she used her legs as an excuse, she didn't protest and just accepted his hand and let him help her to stand up.