[Flashback for three years ago..]“How is she?" Hendrix asked Margaux's personal nurse he hired as soon as he saw her. “All her wounds are healing fast. And her bones are recuperating as well. It won't take a long time and she will be fully recovered,” the nurse answered. “How about..” he trailed off. He could say it as he felt his heart was being ripped whenever he remembered about it. “Since the screws have been removed, the Doctors were positive that she can walk again once her leg has fully healed from the operation,” the nurse smiled reassuringly. “There's really nothing to worry about her now. As you can see, she seems very enthusiastic as if she didn't get into an accident,” she happily stated. After talking with the nurse, Hendrix peek inside the VIP room where Margaux was admitted. But after seeing her peacefully sleeping, he decided to just stay outside so she won't be disturbed from her rest. The accident happened exactly five months ago. But it still seemed fresh as th
Margaux wasn't able to hold back her tears as soon as she heard Hendrix mentioned his promise three years ago.She thought he wouldn't remember as he only said it to coax her to marry him. She wiped her tears but it didn't end as she couldn't stop crying. “Don't cry..” Hendrix mumbled and soon she was pulled against his hard chest. “I was already attracted to you back then. I just couldn't admit it and not really get into it because work was more important to me more than anything else,” he continued. She shook her head, not wanting to listen to him anymore. However, the guy was unstoppable and really took the opportunity to say all the things he could possibly say while she was being trapped with him.“I just realized it all recently. I was even in denial and thought I was only worried about your safety when I learned that you were missing,” Hendrix continued. “Do you know I almost lost it when I couldn’t find you in the villa?” he shook his head violently as if he didn’t want to
Margaux’s anger was rising once again as she was reminded how hard she went through for tolerating it all. All the wounds became fresh and it was bleeding once again.“She is facing something right now, am I right?” she smirked. Her eyes darkened as she looked at him ruthlessly. “Have you ever wondered who was behind it?” Hendrix didn’t answer and just stared at her with a blank expression. She hated it because she wanted him to grovel just like what his mother did when she confronted her. Everything she did to her was still not enough. She suffered for three years in their hands, so it was just tight that they would suffer as well but thrice harder than she had. “I did it. I was the one who spread the news about her illness and all the rumors about her. And I am telling you now that I won't stop until I am satisfied,” she said menacingly. “And about you.. you will see,” she said meaningfully.Her heart was full of rage. She didn’t care if Hendrix would hate her or not. She would pre
Margaux shook her head and sighed in resignation. She suddenly felt exhausted and just didn't want to talk anymore. Sitting down, she lifted her head and looked up on him. “This is exhausting..” she said. It has a double meaning but she didn't care whether Hendrix will get it or not. She was already tired arguing with him; she just wanted to lay down and take a nap. “Are you hungry?" he queried. She wanted to shake her head to refuse everything that he was going to offer but she could feel her stomach grumbling since they didn't finish eating earlier. “I am,” she responded. Hendrix's lips curved a small smile and quickly stood straight. “Do you want to eat outside or let's just eat here?” he asked. She didn't want to go for two reasons. People will see her and will definitely recognize her and that's the last thing she wanted to happen. Second, she didn't have energy anymore. It got drained from arguing with him. “I don't want to go out,” she answered. “Okay. I'll just buy o
The corner of Hendrix's lips lifted as he stared at Margaux's flushed face. He didn't know that it was fun to tease her and looked so cute when her face was so red from embarrassment. Tightening his hold on the utensils, he suppressed himself from pinching her rosy cheeks. “You seemed very professional. Your pick-up lines sound so natural,” Margaux commented sarcastically after she finally recovered. Sensing her annoyance, Hendrix’s thick eyebrows knitted together while giving her a confused look, “What do you mean?” he queried. The woman scoffed which made him more confused.“Is that how you talk on a daily basis?" He didn't answer as he became more confused by her question. He stared at her in puzzlement while trying to figure out what she meant by that. ‘How does he talk on a daily basis? Should she ask that to his friends instead?’ He tilted his head. Meanwhile, Margaux took his silence as a yes. Slowly, the corner of her lips lifted upward while her eyes became ruthless as
Margaux laid down on the old blanket with her back facing him. Her chest felt so heavy as she kept thinking about his words earlier. Was she scared that he would go to jail? Yes. Not because she cares for him for sure, but because she knows her conscience will going to eat her alive. “I’m sure you know I am not the type who would be likely to fall in love with someone..” she heard Hendrix say. Her lips pressed tightly as her chest thumped wildly as she knew where he was going. But still, she didn’t make a move nor stopped him from speaking.“I thought so too..” He sighed heavily. There was a long pause and she thought he was waiting for her response. That's why nothing follows after that. She couldn’t help but scoffed thinking that the guy wanted some interactions with her as he was trying to say something to her. Another loud and heavy sigh entered her ears and she was tempted to see his face. “I was in denial at first. Thinking all my reactions were normal although if I would c
Thinking that her father was about to call the authorities to search for her, Margaux discreetly grabbed her bag which was just a hand away from her and sneakily messaged her family that she wouldn't go home that night. She didn't give any details but she had to assure them not to worry and that she will be back the next day.If it was three years ago, she wouldn't be having any problem even if she will be missing for a whole week without contacting them. But she knew the three years she was missing and after all she had been through during those years, they became cautious and protective of her. And it didn't help that her identity was already veiled in public which made her freedom and safety at stake.“If you think I have an affair with my secretary, then you are wrong. I never had any affair with anyone nor gave any time to even think about that, ”Hendrix continued, oblivious of her fiddling with her phone. “My mother was the one who hired Roxanne as my secretaryShe begged me to
The twenty four hours she gave him immediately passed and just as what she had expected, it was just a waste of time. After she said those things to her, Hendrix became silent as if he switched off and never tried to make any more effort to prove himself to her. “I already informed my family that I'm here so you don't need to worry about going to jail. Just be grateful I don't like getting my parents involved with my plans, so you are safe now,” she said before walking out of the apartment and shut the door right away. Her face was grim as she sashayed her way out of the old building. She didn't bother calling anyone to fetch her as she didn't want them to see how exasperated she was. She was utterly disappointed with Hendrix. Although she already expected it to happen. She still got angry at him for not giving much effort to get her favor back. “Miss Margaux?” someone suddenly blocked her way and gasped loudly while staring at her with wide eyes. Her eyebrows deeply furrowed
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