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
“What?!” Margaux exclaimed as she stared at Daisy with wide eyes, “Why did he think that?!” Her cousin gave her a look while scrunching her nose, “Apparently, he invited him to the manor and had a brief talk” “You’re kidding me!” she shook her head profusely. “Why would I do that? We were also shocked by that information. Your father was the one who told us about that last night!” Margaux was in disbelief. It never occurred to her that her father would talk with Hendrix one day. Because she knew her father was not the type to meddle with anyone’s business, especially to hers and her mother unless they asked him to. “Aunt Felissa got mad at Uncle because according to her, your father was plotting something which in the end, Uncle admitted that he didn’t like Hendrix and he did that to intimidate him,” Daisy shook her head in disapproval, “For me, that’s really unnecessary though. Hendrix seemed to be the person who never gets intimidated easily” She scoffed, “Tell me about it,”