“Miss?” the security guard scowled at her. Margaux snapped out and blinked several times. She could not believe what she just saw and thought she was hallucinating once again. However, the side profile of the guy was very identical to Hendrix which she cannot be mistaken as it was her favorite features of him that she always stared at back then. “Are you okay?” she heard the security guard queried. She cleared her throat and nodded. Then she apologized once again before she asked permission if she could leave.Fortunately, the guard let her go and she did not waste any second and sped up to follow that car. Unfortunately though, that black car was fast enough to disappear. Her eyebrows knitted together as she looked left and right. Her grasp on the steering wheel tightened as she realized that there was no intersection near the area from where she was. “How fast did he drive?” she shook her head. That guy must be playing with her. His avoidance was making her even more convinced
“May I ask what you mean by seeing things?” Carlos inquired. Her secretary was already sitting on one of the chairs on the other side of her table. Margaux was not sure how they ended up having that conversation as she only remembered when Carlos asked if it was related as to why she ordered him to check the surveillance if Hendrix went to the building. She twisted her lips and bit the bottom of it. Her embarrassment heightened as she seemed obsessed with her ex-husband. out. Racking her brain to come up with a good excuse, her shoulders sogged as she let out an exasperated sigh. “I thought I was just hallucinating when I saw him from the reflection in my car’s side mirror. He was not in the surveillance which confirmed that I was just seeing things..” she shrugged, acting normal to cover her embarrassment. “What about the Princess’s cars? What does it have to do with your ex-husband?” the guy queried.Margaux tilted her head and did not want to elaborate her plans to her secr
Margaux stared at the phone she was holding when the caller suddenly hung up after asking how she was. She may not have memorized that voice as she never really wanted to, but she was certain it was that woman. Even though she had no idea how she got her office’s private number, she cannot be mistaken about it because aside from Liana, she was the only woman who seemed to have an obsession with her. Curling her fingers, she pressed her lips tightly. Her blood was boiling thinking that the woman suddenly had a big connection that she was able to get some of her private information. After putting back the phone down, she quickly turned on the intercom. “Carlos,” she called. “Yes, Miss Margaux?” her secretary responded in an instant. She did not reply right away. She was trying to calm herself first before she spoke to avoid getting further questions from her nosy secretary. Letting out a heavy breath, she finally spoke. “Someone called me from my landline, can you please check w
“No..” Margaux shook her head in disbelief. Her eyes landed on the tablet and saw high quality pictures of Hendrix in the airport while he boarded up to the time that he finally landed in the Philippines. “These can be edited. You know technologies nowadays,” she scowled as she kept scrolling at the pictures that seemed to never end. “This is the proof of his plane ticket purchase and the time of his arrival. There are dates indicated in the pictures and they all matched”Still, she shook her head. She stubbornly refused to believe that Hendrix was not in England anymore because it only meant one thing. Putting down her tablet, she leaned back and folded her arms across her chest. “How about Liana’s cars? Have you checked all of them?” she inquired all of a sudden. Her secretary did not answer. Although she knew it was impossible to get all the plate numbers of her cousin’s cars in just a few hours, she still asked just to divert her attention and distract herself from thinking a
‘Scared?’ she repeated inwardly. She wanted to laugh, but she repressed herself as she wanted to make Roxanne feel that she was on the upper hand. “Who is this?” she asked, trying to sound clueless and pretending to not to know who the caller was. A chuckle was heard from the other line, as though enjoying her struggle. “That’s a secret for now. You will be surprised once you know who I am..” There was a hint of mocking and sarcasm in her tone but she just ignored it and kept an innocent voice.“Why can’t you tell me now?” she probed. “Let’s not rush things up, babe. We have a lot of time and I want you to go crazy figuring who I am,” Roxanne giggled. Margaux wanted to burst out laughing as she found that woman funny. ‘Too gullible,’ she repeated in her head. She then shook her head at the irony because between the two of them, Roxanne was the gullible one and not her. The urge to retort if she was describing herself was strong but she bit her tongue to stop her mouth from sayi
“She’s here,” Carlos announced through the intercom. Her lips curved upward as she swayed the swivel chair left and right. “Let her in,” she said. After hanging up, she folded her arms across her chest and watched as the door opened. Her eyes instantly sparkled upon and her lips stretched wider upon seeing the guest she had been waiting for. “I didn’t know we are best of friends,” she stated as soon as Roxanne showed up. The woman smirked at her. She was wearing a sexy and fitted red dress that hugged her body. She was also wearing full make-up and diamond accessories as though she was attending a gala or a big event. “It’s not my fault that you are stupid..” Roxanne chuckled. Margaux’s eyebrows instantly raised. Her blood boiled not because she was annoyed at what she said, but rather, it was her arrogance that she did hate. “You wouldn’t be here if I’m stupid,” she stated matter-of-factly. Roxanne snorted. “I wouldn’t be here if you weren’t stupid. Don’t be confuse” The wo
“Hendrix!” Roxanne exclaimed as soon as she saw his face. But instead of responding to her, he just pushed her forcefully and her body slammed on the floor. Meanwhile, Margaux froze on her seat as she stared at the guy in front of her in utter disbelief. Her eyes went round while her lips parted slightly as though she had just seen a ghost. “Are you okay?” Hendrix inquired. He cupped her face but still, she was not able to move and just remained immobile while her gaze was not leaving him. ‘Am I just dreaming?’ she thought. She could not believe what she was seeing. He’s not the one she was expecting to come for the police and their security were already on standby and just waiting for Carlos’ signal. Blinking her eyes several times, her chest thumped wildly as his familiar scent entered her nostrils. “Margaux..” Hendrix muttered. His face was full of concern which made her heart swollen. She stared at him, still in utter disbelief and hoped that it was only a dream. “Hendri
“Are you okay? Did that woman hurt you?” Hendrix asked. His face was full of concern which made her body freeze. She forgot that he was there and now that he made his existence known again, Her blood boiled as what she had been through over a week after he left. “Why are you here?” her eyes squinted. Her voice was cold and distant. There was a gnawing feeling inside that she could not comprehend. She hated the guy so much that she hoped to not see him again but hated him more for actually doing what she hoped for. And now that he was in front of her, she loathed him to the core that she wanted to push and curse him away. “I’m here to protect you..” he muttered. He immediately looked away which made her more furious inside. Her eyes turned into a slit as she clenched her fists tightly. “I don’t need your protection,” she hissed. Although she wanted to tell that he may go, those words seemed to get stuck in her throat and did not want to come out. It was like her bra