“Miss Margaux?” Carlos quickly stood from his chair and hastily walked towards her with brows furrowed. “Why are you here?” he queried in disbelief. Margaux raised her eyebrows as she looked at her secretary, “I’m here to work, isn't it obvious?” she responded.Her secretary tilted his head and stared at her as if something was wrong with her, “Work? Aren't you still on leave?” She could see the confusion on her secretary’s face. Indeed, she was supposed to be on vacation as her two months leave was not yet done. However, she didn't think she would ever enjoy traveling and such after what happened the other night. Shaking her head, she flashed him a fake smile, “I miss working,” she replied curtly then walked ahead to her office. Carlos immediately ran past her and opened the door for her. She muttered a small thank you before entering the room. Her eyes wandered around, looking at the spacious room that had obviously not been used for the past few weeks. “Bring all the papers I
Her hands froze from skimming the documents while her heart skipped a beat. Her eyes flickered but she immediately blinked several times and just cleared her throat. “Good for him,” she said blankly. She kept her eyes on the documents although her focus was already out of it. “Seriously, babe?” Daisy retorted. “Stop deceiving yourself, will you?” her voice sounded frustrated. Pursing her lips, she lifted her eyes and scowled at her cousin, “Who says I am deceiving myself?” she queried. Her cousin arched her eyebrow perfectly as she gave her a scrutinizing look. “You don't?” Margaux quickly shook her head in response. Daisy squinted her eyes but did not say anything anymore. All the three of them walked to the sofa and sat there comfortably. “You're okay not seeing him anymore?” Dinah inquired. She pressed her lips tightly as her jaw clenched. She didn't want to answer that because she was sure they would know that she was only lying. And it won't justify what she had just tol
“Don’t say that,” Daisy retorted. She then put her hands on her shoulder and shook her body a little. “It’s either you’ll be happy or miserable, there was no neither nor in between,” she stated. Margaux shook her head and flashed a bitter smile. “You don’t understand,” she mumbled. “Then explain and make us understand what you are feeling right now. We’re in this together okay?”She did not respond. Her heart melted at their concerns but still she was doubtful that they could really help her. “Babe..” Saab suddenly called her name. She looked up and met her younger cousin’s gaze. Saab’s innocent eyes almost stunned her. She was the youngest among them so she never said anything whenever they were in a serious talk regarding old people’s problems. Although no one was stopping her to speak up, her cousin just chose to stay silent and always says that she was not experienced enough to have a say. But at that moment it was different, which surprised not only her but Dinah and Daisy a
Her cousins apologized after her outburst. It was hard to admit it because of her pride, but she was glad that she finally let it out because the heavy feeling inside her chest had finally been lifted. The three left her alone in the office after making sure that she was already okay and had calmed down. They said that they will fetch her later to have a drink after the office hours and even assured that they would finally let her drown herself to alcohol to forget for a while. She was a little happy with that because it was really hard to be sober knowing the fact that the person she almost died for will no longer be around and have completely given up chasing her. “Miss Margaux?” Carlos softly knocked on the door. Her eyebrows raised, thinking why he sounded so cautious. “Come in,” she answered. The door then opened which made her eyebrows knitted together. But as soon as she saw his face, she finally remembered what he told him about not entering her office. “I am not sure if
Upon hearing that, she immediately straightened on her seat and her body then froze.“What?!” her eyes went round as her jaw almost dropped on the floor while staring at her secretary in utter disbelief. Meanwhile, Carlos, her secretary, seemed to contemplate whether to tell her more regarding it. “I haven’t asked someone from the courthouse to confirm it, but the old woman was very confident when she said that while waving the marriage certificate in her hand,” Carlos stated. Clenching her fists, she shook her head profusely. “Impossible!” she exclaimed and gritted her teeth. There was no way that the marriage certificate was real. Because she was the one who prepared everything for their wedding and she only used her fake identification with all the transactions she made during the process. So how come those were authentic when the original copy was in her safety box?Suddenly, she wanted to go home and check it in her room. “Do you want me to confirm it?” Carlos asked cautiou
“What’s your problem?” Margaux scowled at her furious cousin. She straightened on her seat as she watched Daisy who seemed like she was going to murder her by the way she glared at her as she dashing towards her direction. “What’s the meaning of this?!” Daisy responded after slamming her palm on the table. With eyes almost popping out from its socket, she jumped a little from her seat, too shocked by her cousin's action. She was stunned for a few seconds before she blinked her eyes and frowned at the woman. It was the very first time that Daisy directed her anger towards her for they never had a huge fight before that resort to shouting at each other. “What's that?” Dinah interjected. She then took something on the table where Daisy's hand landed. Just when she had finally noticed the paper under her palm. Her eyes instantly squinted as she stared at it. But as soon as she realized what it was, her breathing hitched and her body suddenly turned rigid. “I cannot believe you,”
“I guess you have no other option but to just keep silent and let that news spread around..” Daisy suggested. Margaux shook her head, not liking the idea. “You really have no choice, babe,” her cousin stated. Shutting her eyes, she let out an exasperated sigh and massaged her temples. Not wanting to pretend just to keep a good public image, she refused to agree with her cousin's suggestion. She would not lie about that part even if people won't believe her at all. She heard a loud sigh from Daisy while Dinah and Saab remained silent. Aware that it really was not a big deal if ever she chose what her cousin's had suggested, it was her pride and her dignity that was stopping her from doing it. “Do you have other solutions in mind?” Saab queried. Pursing her lips, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at her cousins with a very serious expression. “I will tell my truth..” she stated. “Are you sure about that?” Daisy frowned. She looked at her cousin blankly before nodding. “I’m
“Why?” Margaux scowled. Daisy shook her head vehemently and clicked her tongue. She looked very angry which made her really curious. “Do you remember the woman who made a scene at your welcome party?” Saab interrupted. The creases on her forehead deepened as she turned to Saab with a puzzled look. She didn’t have a sharp memory but there were two women who made a scene in that event, Wilma and Roxanne. She doubted them both because they were already banned in the country. And Wilma just made an appearance on their national television so it was definitely not her. “That witch came back. I don’t know how she managed to enter here in England and she seemed very confident when I told her she would be immediately deported!” Daisy hissed. “Who?” she frowned. Although her chest was already drumming wild, she did not want to assume as she had just said, Roxanne was persona no grata as well. “Your husband’s self-proclaimed fiance!” Daisy exclaimed.Her eyes instantly went wide as her
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