“Margaux..” Hendrix followed her. Margaux looked at him when she felt his warm hand grab her wrist. Her brows pulled together while her eyes were devoid of any emotion. Hendrix was taken aback at the sight. He was not able to say anything right away and almost stepped back upon seeing her emotionless face. His chest tightened as he felt the fear creeping in his system. It was the same fear that he felt when he found her wedding ring on his bed. He clenched his fists but immediately loosened when Margaux snapped. “Ouch!” “Sorry,” he quickly apologized. Margaux tried to pull her hand off his hold but he refused to let go. Rather, he held her wrist not too tight but very secured. “What else do you want now?” she asked sternly. Hendrix immediately shook his head as he had no idea on what to do next. He just wanted to stay by his side to make sure that she was safe. He actually had no plan to show up at all and just kept watching her secretly, but he could not just stay standing
“Long time no see,” Jack greeted with a warm smile. Hendrix scoffed and wanted to rush to the car and ignore him. However, he didn't move as the guy was actually leaning on the side of the driver and blocking the door with his huge body. He let out an exasperated sigh before he decided to move closer. Then, he stopped just enough to hear whatever he was going to say to him. “Speak,” he ordered as he folded his arms across his chest. Jack’s lips lifted upward, “Aren’t you going to greet me first or ask how am I doing?” His thick eyebrows deeply furrowed in an instant. “Why would I do that? Are we friends?” he retaliated. “Ouch. Your tongue is too sharp,” the guy chuckled. He clicked his tongue in annoyance and gave him a deadly glare. “Stop beating around the bushes and go straight to the fvcking point ‘coz I have no fvking time for chitchat,” he hissed. Jack, as annoying as he was, laughed heartily which made Hendrix's eyes turn into a slit. He thought that the guy was turning
“I thought this routine had reached its end,” Daisy stated as she entered the VIP room where her cousins had been hanging out for the past week. Her face contorted upon seeing Margaux already half emptied the bottle of liquor in her hand. “I’m starting to think that you are already an alcoholic, babe,” she commented as she sat next to her. “She chugged down the bottle right away as soon as it was served,” Dinah said. Her eyebrows then raised as she looked at Daisy knowingly, “Did something happen again?”Daisy let out a dramatic sigh while shaking her head, “I just heard Hendrix showed up in her office earlier,” she shrugged. She knew what happened exactly as Margaux’s secretary called her when the latter decided to invite Roxanne Roswell to her office. The guy was just being cautious and thought that it was better to let her and her uncle know about it in case something bad will happen. And something bad happened indeed. She did not have the whole information but knowing that t
Hendrix did not waste his time. After thinking thoroughly about what was happening, he immediately left his suite and drove to the palace to confront the King. Giro called again to inform him about what he had gathered upon further investigation. It wasn’t not much and still had no direct proof that Roxanne was being supported by the King, but the information his friend had told him was safe to conclude that it was the King. Without thinking twice, as soon as the call ended, he left his suite to go to the Palace to confront him. He did not need to collect any proof to show it to him for he was sure they wouldn't have one even if he pays thousands of private investigators to search for it because of that person’s authority and connections. Roxanne’s case was way too differ than his situation because the woman was a real criminal who did worse things in the Philippines. She should not be able to get out of jail because of that, what more to leave the country because of that, but th
“What do you mean Hendrix is in the hospital?” Daisy scowled while her mobile phone was pressed on her left ear. She immediately glanced at Margaux who was peacefully sleeping on her bed. Biting the bottom of her lips, she tried to cover the mobile phone as if her cousin would hear whatever the caller was going to say. “Hendrix met with an accident. The car he was driving was crashed by a speeding SUV and hit the wall with a huge impact,” the caller answered without beating the bushes. Her hands turned cold as her lips quivered. She immediately left Margaux’s room as her insides were shaking. They just got home and she was already exhausted from convincing Margaux to stop drinking and take a rest. The woman was being difficult and wanted to see Hendrix right away, but they did not allow her because they wanted her to be in the right state of mind when she faced her husband. But after hearing her secretary’s report, her mind suddenly went blank as her chest suddenly tightened. “A
Margaux stirred from her sleep as she felt thirsty. Still heavily drunk, she did not want to leave her bed and just go back to sleep, but she suddenly heard a noise from outside. Not interested in whatever was happening outside, she covered herself with the blanket. However, her throat felt so dry which was uncomfortable. That's why having no choice, she sat up with a loud grunt. She dragged her feet towards the door grumpily. She could just call and ask their servants to bring her a glass of water but despite being drunk, she did not want to disturb them thinking that they were already fast asleep. Her eyes were still closed as she opened the door, but then it instantly snapped open upon hearing Hendrix’s name.“What did you say?” Margaux’s eyebrows were deeply furrowed as she squinted her eyes. Her parents and cousins were all gathered outside her room but she did not think of any reason as to why they were there. All she could think about was Hendrix at that moment. “Margaux,
“I think it will be better for you to remain angry with him and not want to see him again for now..” Daisy muttered. Margaux fell asleep as soon as her eyes closed and did not hear it clearly. She immediately fell into a deep slumber that she failed to see how her cousin broke down beside her. The next day came, and she overslept. When she woke up, she was alone in her bed that she thought it was just a dream that her cousins had a sleepover there. She grunted as she felt a splitting headache which made her stay still and refused to get up. “You're finally awake,” the door opened and her cousin, Dinah, appeared. “Would you like a breakfast in bed or you will join us for lunch downstairs?” she queried. Shaking her head, she shut her eyes again. “Where’s Daisy?” she asked instead. After hearing no response, she opened her eyes and looked at her cousin. Her eyebrows then furrowed upon seeing Dinah’s serious face.“Didn’t she sleep over here too?” she frowned. Dinah let out a heav
Margaux’s body went frigid upon hearing Hendrix’s name. Her mind went blank as her insides were shaking.‘Hendrix?’ she thought. But then she quickly shook her head, denying that she just heard the name wrong. It must be a different name and only sounded the same as Hendrix. There was no way he would be the patient there since she had just met him yesterday and he was very healthy. That’s just absurd. However, there was a nagging feeling in her and she knew she wouldn’t be at peace thinking about that. She was about to ask the nurse for confirmation, but she realized the two were already quite far from the elevator as well as the elevator was only a few gaps to close.She closed and opened her hands repeatedly, not trying anything to call them out. Her gaze was fixated at the closed doors while her head was in mess. ‘What if it’s really him?’ her mind kept questioning. She tried to let that slide and just diverted her attention to her cousin. But unfortunately, that nagging feelin
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