“H-hendrix?” Margarita stuttered as soon as she saw him dashing towards her with heavy footsteps. His eyes were blaring. With her clenched jaw and fists, he was that close to punch her cousin out of rage. “Repeat what you had just said,'' he said icyly. However, the woman shook her head profusely, “I didn’t mean anything! She’s the one who forced me to say it!” she said then quickly pointed Margaux who was just silently watching in the corner and obviously seemed utterly shocked. “Are you taking me for a fool, Margarita? Say it or I will report you to the police for trespassing,” he threatened. He was so furious that he didn’t know whether he would let her stay there any longer after she repeated what she had just said to Margaux. He already lost his rationale the moment he directly heard from her cousin that she bullied Margaux during their marriage. “I have no place to stay! Please Hendrix, my money is just enough for my basic necessities for three days!” she pleaded. She
Hendrix was flabbergasted. He couldn't remember what happened that night after hearing what Margaux had told him. ‘What does she mean?’ he thought. Not able to ask her, the night just passed by that no one spoke to either of them until it was time for her to leave. Sighing, he stared at the car getting smaller and smaller with dejected shoulders. His heart sank. She might think he didn't care, he deeply regretted not asking her nor talking to her again after that. He didn't know her well, but after staying with her for twenty four hours and hearing her side, her deep rooted hate towards her gave her a bad judgment and prejudice against him. Margaux believed he was just acting and lying about his feelings for her. He cannot blame her for thinking that way, but he was afraid that what they learned that night regarding his mother's scheme would greatly affect her decision, which was why she said those things to him last night. Wiping his face with his palms, he finally w
He heard a loud sigh form the other line. He knew that his friend was against his decision but had no say regarding whatever he wanted to do with his life. “By the way, what happened to the rumors circulating about my family?” He queried. He purposely did not mention that Margarita was there and said something about those rumors. He wanted to confirm if there was some truth about what she said aside of course her slander against Margaux. He was not stupid to believe everything she threw towards the woman he loved because even back then, he already noticed her lies just to make Margaux look bad. The only mistake he made was, he just let her do that and never confronted her. “It’s really messy,” Giro answered. Hendrix’s eyebrows furrowed upon hearing that. “How messy?” Giro scoffed, “Super messy!” he exclaimed. “Someone spread another rumor to counter the claim about your engagement with Roxanne and her pregnancy. It says that your mother just paid her to lure out your real wife
Hendrix called Giro and asked to investigate the caller. He also told him to see his parents and informed them to call him because he had important things to discuss with them. After that call, he decided to change his plan and just stay in his apartment to wait for his friend’s response. He realized he needed to talk to his mother first. He badly needed to know every detail first before he met with Margaux in case she asked for it. Sitting on the floor, he waited for his phone to ring, however an hour had passed but nothing came. He just waited in vain and wasted an hour that he was supposed to use to see Margaux. Clicking his tongue, he lifted his phone and tried to dial his mother’s number again. But just like his first try, she still didn't answer. Impatiently, he called his secretary instead and ordered him to go to his parents house. Giro must be really busy and most likely just literally went to his parents house to tell them what he said. And since he gave him another
Margaux silently entered the manor. She saw her parents in the living room waiting for her, but she just ignored them and went straight to her room. She didn’t want to talk to them while her mind and emotion were all over the place. After showering, she felt a little better but still, it was not enough to improve her mood. Therefore, she decided to just lock herself in her room and unceremoniously threw herself on the bed. Shutting her eyes tightly, she let out an exasperated sigh. There was just too much happening that day and she felt exhausted and vexed. She tried to sleep because she wasn’t able to sleep the whole night since she was in Hendrix’s apartment and wasn’t comfortable there while thinking about what his mother had done. She let out an exasperated sigh. It was insane. She thought Liana and her parents were crazy but didn’t expect that Wilma was worse. Just because she didn’t like her for her son, she went down that low to part them away. Lifting her hands, sh
“I just did it to annoy you,” Liana added. “Your ex husband is not really my type. I just pretend that I do to get back at you” Stunned, Margaux stared at her cousin in disbelief. She stood straight while her eyes went wide as her brain was processing what she had just said. ‘What did she just hear?’ she thought. She thought Wilma’s scheme was already the last, but she didn’t expect that another one would come out and it was as big as what the old woman did. Staring at Liana darkly, she queried, “Get back at me? Did I hurt you or something?” Liana immediately shook her head. She raised her eyebrows and folded her arms across her chest, “You pissed me off,” she rolled her eyes, “You didn’t tell me the reason why I should get away from your ex husband, but you refused to tell me,” she answered casually. “Just because of that?” she asked in disbelief. Shaking her head, she smiled bitterly and glared at her cousin, “You are so petty” The woman equaled her sharp gaze and scoffed.
“Are you sure about your decision, Margaux?” Don Geronimo queried. Liana already left and she decided to talk to her parents thoroughly. She purposely didn’t answer her father because she wanted to know if the information they got from whoever was accurate. “I’m sure you already know what happened. I won’t ask you who told you about it, but I want to know how much you know,” she said. Felissa, her mother who was sitting next to her, held her left hand and squeezed it. “The Field Marshall reported to us that you called him for assistance,” She replied. Her hunched was right. She knew pretty well that she couldn’t hide that from her parents because first of all, that field marshall was a close friend of her father. He was very professional, and reporting about her to Don Geronimo was just normal because the situation was not just a normal thing. “He also told us everything, a detailed one so you have nothing to keep from us regarding what happened there in the Palace,” her father
“We came here to personally apologize, Hendrix,” Wilma said as soon as Hendrix showed up in the lobby. His jaw hardened as he clenched his fists while walking towards them. He already expected them because his secretary already found out they were flying to England an hour after she ordered him to search for them. “I’m really sorry, son. I wanted to talk to you personally to explain my side properly,” his mother added. She didn’t wait for him to reach them and ran to his direction instead. Crying, she grabbed his hands and clasped them tightly. “Please listen to me, son. I mean no harm. I just did it for your own sake. As your mother, your happiness is my first priority..” He just stared at his mother, face void of emotion. His nerves were all over the place and he didn’t want to say something that he will regret. “Believe in your mother, Hendrix. She’s only worried about you,” his father interjected. “We thought that woman was just good for nothing. She never mentioned he
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