“Margaux!” Roxanne shouted as soon as she came near her. Margaux just stood there with a blank face. Wondering why the woman was there and what happened to the investigation. She temporarily forgot what was bothering her as she was curious why Roxanne seemed like a crazy woman who was rushing angrily towards her direction. “You fvcking psycho! What have you done to Hendrix!” the woman angrily exclaimed then quickly pulled her hair with all force. “Ouch! Stop!” her eyes shut tightly as her face contorted in pain. She felt the pain to the roots and got afraid that she's going to be bald once, thus, without any hesitation, she also grabbed a fistful of the woman’s hair and pulled it as hard as she could until she finally let go of hers. “You b*tch!” Roxanne spatted. She quickly pushed her away with all her strength and called for the security to take the woman out of the hospital. Although she badly wanted to hurt that woman, she did not forget that she was the CEO of that plac
She squeezed her eyes with her knuckles, thinking she was just seeing things. However, when she saw Hendrix’s father show up behind Wilma, that was when she finally realized that it was real. ‘What are they doing here?!’ her mind screamed internally. She was already hysterical. Her heart suddenly felt weak as her knees wobbled. Meanwhile, Dinah turned to her and put her hands on her shoulders. “Babe..” she muttered. Her eyes were wide as she stared at her cousin and her heart went wilder upon seeing Dinah's somber expression. Suddenly, she wanted to run away and hide somewhere. Feeling something bad was about to happen, she wanted to go as far as she could away from them and rather be clueless. “I changed my mind. I wanted to go home,” she said. She was about to remove Dinah’s hands off her shoulders when she saw the latter shaking her head as if warning her not to do that. Pursing her lips, her eyebrows deeply furrowed as she stared at her cousin. “You need to know something.
“Josh?” Margaux’s eyebrows deeply furrowed as she stared at the guy in front of her. Josh’s body stiffened before he slowly turned around to face her. Their eyes met and she could see his shock upon seeing her. “Margaux?” His eyes were wide as though he saw a ghost. Margaux pursed her lips as her gaze shifted to the closed door. Her fingers curled, thinking that she was stuck there with him, of all people. “Are you going to–” “I’m going home,” she quickly cut him off. Her gaze went back to Josh and her eyes narrowed upon seeing him looking at her in disbelief. “Really? You mean..” he trailed off. She clicked her tongue. Annoyed that she was trapped in that place. Looking away, she did not bother to say anything as she was aware that the words that will come out from her mouth will not be good. “I’m sorry. I didn't see you there,” he muttered. Shaking her head, she let out a heavy sigh. How unfortunate she was to be in such a situation where she can’t get out of the place she
She got goosebumps and her insides trembled upon hearing that. She wanted to deny it and make herself believe that it was just hallucinations that she did not hear it right. However, the nurses were just only a few steps down towards where she was while the area they were in were enclosed and the voices would echoe even if they speak with a low tone. “Of course they will. The patient is Miss Margaux’s husband so..” the nurse trailed off. It was as if they sensed her presence behind them, one of the nurses suddenly looked at her direction and gasped upon realizing that someone was listening to their conversation. “M-miss Margaux..” she stammered. Her colleague followed her gaze and just like the first one, she gasped as well and got frozen on the spot. Margaux just stood there, feeling cold all over. Her brain just stopped functioning while her heart swelled in pain. She couldn't speak. She wanted to confirm what she had just heard but no words were coming out from her mouth as i
“No..” Margaux shook her head profusely. Her body was shaking tremendously. She did not want to believe it because she couldn’t understand how it was possible that Hendrix was in critical condition. He was very healthy when he showed up in her office. There was nothing wrong with him when they last saw each other. Was he sick? Was it the reason why he was hiding from her? Her tears were streaming fast as if there was a competition of who's going to fall first. While the pain she was feeling suddenly disappeared as she felt numb all over.“I’m sorry we weren’t able to tell you right away. We were so scared of how you were going to take the news in. Daisy even bled because she was so worried about you..” Dinah explained.Without much strength, she pulled her cousin away from her. “I don’t believe you..” she weakly muttered. “Margaux..” Dinah’s voice cracked. “Please believe me that we don’t want to keep this from you. I even took you to his room because I can’t keep it from you for
Margaux was so shocked that her body stiffened. That person who was sitting next to her continued wiping her tears, oblivious of her shock. “I hate seeing you cry,” the stranger stated as though they have known each other for a long time. Slowly, she turned her head and looked on her side to see who it was. The creases on her forehead deepened when she finally recovered and realized that it was Josh. “Why are you here?” She queried. Josh smiled at her as if he already anticipated that she was going to ask that question. He then put his handkerchief inside his jacket before he answered. “I can’t let you leave in that state so I followed you,” he shrugged. Her face was filled with disbelief as she stared at the guy next to her. She did not need any companions and just wanted to be alone, far from everyone she knew. In an instant, he blood boiled as she did not like what Josh was doing. “Who said you could follow me? I wanted to be alone,” she hissed. Josh seemed taken a
Margaux quickly struggled in Josh’s arms. She knew what was happening and she won’t let that man leave without her breaking that camera that took her picture while being carried by Josh. However, Josh tightened his hold on her and her injury was becoming more painful that immediately stopped her from moving. “You planned this, did you?!” She glared at Josh. “That man has been following me and took this opportunity to capture us for what?!” She hit him and had no remorse doing so. She was so angry at his scheme and she knew he was doing it to ruin her plan of getting back with Hendrix. Was it love? Definitely not. Because if Josh really does love her, he won’t harm her in any way. Smiling bitterly, she finally stopped hitting him and just covered her face in frustration. “Put me down,” she said sternly. “But..” “I said put me down!” She spat. Josh carefully put her down and hesitantly looked at her. Meanwhile, her face contorted as she felt the pain on her right foot as
“Margaux, I was the one who invited them here,” her mother stated calmly. Margaux looked at her mother incredulously, disbelieving of what her mother had just said. Meanwhile, Felissa caressed her hair gently and gave her a reassuring smile. “They are here to check on you..” Her eyebrows furrowed as she looked at her two wanted visitors. “Check on me?” She repeated. Her voice was full of sarcasm and she did not even try to hide it. She knew her mother would reprimand her for it, but she did not want to pretend to be okay with it when it was not really what she was feeling over their visit. “I’ve talked to them while you were asleep, sweetheart. There’s no harm in listening to them first before you decide whether to believe them or not. They’re still Hendrix’s parents. They are still your in-laws”The last sentence made her flinch. ‘In-laws?!’ her mind exclaimed. She stared at her mother with wide eyes as she could not believe that those words came from her mouth. But then, she
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