“Have you contacted my friend already?” the caller queried as soon as he answered the call. Hendrix's brows deeply furrowed as he tried to figure out who that was. But he didn't know a lot of women and the only female voices he was familiar with were his mother, Margaux, his cousin and Aunts. But all those women didn't sound like that of the caller. “Who are you?” he muttered. A long silence, but for some reason he didn't end the call and just waited patiently for the caller to speak again. It didn't even occur to him what he always thought whenever there was a sudden pause on the call. Then, he heard a click of the tongue followed by the woman's voice, “You are Hendrix Mondragon, am I right?” she responded with another question. “Yes,” he answered curtly.“This is Margaux's cousin,” the caller replied. “I just called to confirm if you really did what I told you,” she said. Shaking his head, his jaw hardened as his eyes squinted. He did not want to respond and just wanted to ha
“Don't forget our dinner date,” Daisy gave her a mischievous grin before getting inside her car. Although their houses were just next to each other, each of their properties were so big that walking to it was like walking around the whole typical subdivisions. Thus, she had to ask her aunt earlier that morning to take her home because her cousin went out early and left her. Shaking her head, Margaux went back inside the manor and walked straight upstairs to her bedroom. The day had not ended but it was already long. What happened was just exhausting, especially because she was still nursing her hangover. Had it been the other day when she was completely sober and in good condition, she would have handled the situation a little better. Scrunching her nose, she reminded herself to not go to the bar and drown herself with alcohol impulsively. The price she paid for doing that was never worth it. Taking her phone, she called her secretary for any updates. “Miss Margaux..” Carlos gre
Margaux couldn't move. Her eyes were fixated at the two people in front of her. Her heart was pumping wild, making her blood flow faster than normal and reaching up her head. Her nerves almost exploded out of rage as it finally sank in. The person she hated the most never failed to outdo himself for reaching a new peak on her hate list. “Oh, I thought he was not interested in Leila,” Daisy suddenly commented. Her eyebrows deeply furrowed as she looked at her cousin. “What do you mean?” she queried. Her chest was thumping hard and her mind was closing as it refused to hear anything at the moment. Meanwhile, Daisy smiled at her. Her eyes shone in delight as though what was happening was making her happy. “I told you earlier that I just became a wingman..” she said knowingly. Narrowing her eyes, she tried to remember when she said that and her heart almost fell from its ribcage as soon as she finally recalled it. “Leila had set her eyes on Hendrix the moment she met her in Calli
Her lips parted slightly when Hendrix suddenly looked away. She couldn't name it, but she could feel a hard pinched in her heart when he averted his gaze from her. It was as if he did not recognize her at all. It was weird and also painful. She knew it was what she wanted but experiencing it directly was beyond her expectation. She thought she could handle it. She thought it would be easy because she hated seeing him and having him around. And she lived for three years with him not giving her even just a second glance so she thought there would be no problem if he started avoiding her and acting like they did not know each other. But then she was proven wrong. What she was expecting from herself was nowhere near to reality at all. It was just him looking away though, but it already felt like she was being ignored by him. Just him, sitting back on his chair and sipping on his goblet, acting normal as though she was nothing important, felt like she was being stabbed in the
Hendrix kept clenching his fists too tightly. He could already feel his palms getting wet because of the wound on it as his nails were digging into it. “So, are you going to cooperate?” Leila threw the question as though it was a business proposal for a multi-million dollar project. But in reality it was just about him and Margaux. She was trying to convince him to participate in Daisy's strange plan. Because the woman thought that deceiving her cousin was a great idea to know if she still meant everything that she said to him or she was just lying. He had no idea what was going on. Daisy used to treat him a little harshly. She was even the first person who told Margaux to forget about him. That's why it was a surprise to him that she suddenly wanted to help and even went to the extent of deceiving her cousin for his sake. Cautiously, he stared at Leila and tried to think of the possible reason for the sudden change. “What does Daisy really want to happen?” he queried. The woma
He just froze on his seat. His eyes went wide open as it zoomed in on the newcomers. “They are finally here,” Leila happily announced. His chest was thumping wildly that he thought it was going to explode in any second. As they were getting nearer, the loud pounding of his heart was getting louder and louder.Margaux was very beautiful. That's all he could think of as he watched her strutting towards their direction. Her white dress just complimented her so much. Her simple white dress suited her well and she looked like a goddess who just descended from heaven. He was stunned. “Eyes on me, Hendrix,” Leila suddenly said. Then, she suddenly touched his face and gently moved it to face her direction. Her twinkling eyes met him which instantly snapped him out of his trance and brought him back to reality. “What are you doing?” he hissed and quickly pulled her hand away from his face. But instead of getting offended, the woman just chuckled and sat properly on her chair. “You sho
He regretted it. As soon as they stepped out of the restaurant, he wanted to run back inside and apologize for his action. He didn't know what he was thinking and why he did that. The only thing he knew was he’s extremely nervous when she looked at him with an accusatory look. Those dark blue eyes of hers were just shooting lasers directly at him and he had to avoid it before it hit him. “Fvck it!” he cursed, then quickly threw Leila's hand and turned around. “Where do you think you are going?” the voice asked sternly and immediately blocked his way. He threw her a warning glare but she seemed unaffected and even folded her arms while lifting her chin as she equalled his stares. “Get out of my way,” he said coldly. “You can't go back inside,” she replied. Hendrix clenched his fists as his jaw hardened. His patience was wearing thin. He had been submissive since those men forcibly brought him there until that moment. But he knew he made a mistake and he wanted to correct
“I’m not jealous!” Margaux reiterated. But her annoying cousin just chuckled at her. “Really? You wanted to run after them. Had it not been me stopping you, you probably had made a scene that’s worth being on the news right now,” Daisy pointed out. Her knuckles turned white as she could feel her blood was boiling to the peak. She was cursing her cousin in her mind like a sailor and she swore the woman would not hear the end of it once they got alone. ‘She didn’t have to say that in front of Hendrix!’ she hissed inwardly. ‘What is she trying to get from embarrassing her like that?!’ he gnashed her teeth. “Look at you ready to go as soon as he comes to our table and tell her they should go..” her cousin continued. “Stop. Let’s not talk about that here,” she said through gritted teeth. Daisy raised an eyebrow, “Why?” She glared at her. She had no idea what Daisy was trying to prove, but she was really testing her patience. The only thing that was keeping her from snapping was the
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