Margaux stiffened. Her eyes turned round like a saucer. She then quickly covered her mouth with her palms as she stared at the banner on the top of the staircase with her teary eyes. "Who made that?" She asked and pointed at the banner. Helena, the caretaker of the mansion smiled at her, "Your father called and asked us to do something that will make you feel at home. He mentioned that your husband called you love so we thought of adding it,” the old woman cheerfully explained. “Jan-jan was the one who suggested it,” she added proudly. Her heart instantly sank. She didn't know why her father did that. It only made her miss Hendrix even more and longing for him tremendously. It boosted her hope just to drop it on the ground real quick. She thought it was from Hendrix because the guy was the only one who called her with that endearment and she didn't know her father actually knew about it. "Okay, thank you.." she muttered. It was so obvious that her mood deflated and
Her eyebrows deeply furrowed upon recognizing the voice. Her face contorted as it turned sour knowing who that caller was. “What do you want now?” She asked, her voice was cold and distant. There was a long pause again as though the caller did not expect that from her. “Are you checking if I really left the country? Then this call should be enough to confirm that I did, right?” She continued when the other line remained silent. There was a loud sigh from the other line. “That’s not my intention,” the caller said. Margaux almost rolled her eyes. She did not really care what that person really wanted as she was more concerned how she knew the landline number of her mansion. If they did not get it from her father, then that only means that her uncle was tracking her down. “You can be at peace now, because unlike you, I’m true to my words. I will never show up just as I signed up for. So I ask you to not bother me again,” she said, then hung up. She clicked her tongue. He
Margaux’s eyebrows knitted together as her heart pounding loudly. She did not say anything and just stared at Daisy, waiting for her to just spill the words, not because she was not interested but because she was too nervous to speak. On the other hand, Daisy shut her eyes and took a deep breath. “It was a set up,” she finally said. Her hands turned cold as she held her breath. She stared at her cousin with wide eyes and still there were no words coming out from her mouth. “We did not want to keep you in the dark but we just didn’t have time to tell you because your uncle came to the hospital sooner than we had expected..” her cousin added. The dining room fell eerily silent. Everyone did not say anything and probably as guilty as Daisy that they could not even speak to apologize. Margaux’s eyes were fixated on her cousin in utter disbelief. “What do you mean?” She queried. Her chest felt like it was going to explode. She did not leave her eyes from Daisy and patiently
Margaux felt like she was going to faint upon hearing that. “What do you mean? Didn’t you say it was just a set up?” She asked nervously. Dinah shook her head. “It was only you, Babe. Hendrix was not part of the plan..”‘Not part of the plan?!’ Her mind screamed inwardly. Her entire body trembled. ‘No! That was not true!’ She could not accept it.She didn't want to believe that Hendrix was gone in his room. “You're bluffing,” she murmured while shaking her head profusely. Dinah, however, looked at her remorsefully. “I’m sorry..” she mumbled. “We weren't prepared” Margaux’s eyes stung and her vision became blurry. She looked at her cousin pleadingly as she refused to believe her. “You just said that it was all a set up. Why are you saying now that you were not prepared?!” she hissed. Confusion and hurt were written all over her face. She did not know what to think anymore and just broke down there and cried. “I know sorry was not enough. It's our negligence and unpreparednes
Margaux gawked at the screen in utter disbelief. She even blinked several times, thinking that she was seeing things, but no matter how much she blinked nor wiped her eyes, the headlines did not change and in bold and capital letters, it was still the same saying that the King, her uncle who threatened her, was arrested. “For what?” She muttered. She searched for the news about and after reading the whole story, she could not help but release a loud breath. It turned out the King was accused of multiple crimes such as bribery, grave threatening, kidnapping and aiding criminal escape. It was huge, especially because his reputation was good and his image was flawless. He was a great pretender that the general public thought he was the best King among all generations who sat on the throne. Her body was shaking as it was too sudden. She did not know what to feel about that nor did she actually want to even think of it. She wanted to think that it was just his karma but then there was
Hendrix narrowed his eyes as he looked at Liana who was shaking her head while putting down the phone. “She hung up on me,” she informed. His lips pursed tightly. It was not surprising to him at all, because Margaux probably thought Liana was an ally of the King. But it was really just part of him and Gino’s plan, and thankfully, the woman was willing to cooperate with them and go against her own father. “She must be mad at you,” he stated. “I will also loathe myself if I were in her shoes,” Liana retaliated. He shook his head. He had already expected it but still, he could not help but feel hurt for Margaux. She did not deserve it and he was certain that he would no longer be forgiven once she learned what really happened. “You only did what you needed to do for her sake. Don’t be guilty,” he heard Liana stated as though she could read his mind. Hendrix clicked his tongue and just ignored her. He turned around and walked back to his room as he was not in the mood to talk to h
“What happened three years ago?” Saab quickly asked. Meanwhile, the other cousins were silent as though they had an idea about it, but for the confirmation, Gino did not hesitate and immediately answered the question. “Over three years ago. . .actually it is almost four years now, Margaux saved Hendrix from being hit by a car that ended her almost killed” Loud gasps could be heard from the screen and Daisy was the first one to react violently. “No way! Do you have evidence that would point he’s the mastermind?” “We have and that's what we are about to use against him before the news broke out,” Gino answered. Everyone became silent. No one spoke anymore as they were trying to process the new information. Meanwhile, Hendrix folded his arms across his chest as his eyes narrowed while watching each of them on the screen. He did not say anything as he was just patiently waiting for a miracle to happen that Margaux would suddenly show up on the screen behind one of her cousins.“Wha
Margaux’s forehead creased as she walked out of the mansion. She already saw the whole place but still, her cousin was still in their rooms and none of them woke up yet. “Are they still sleeping?” She queried when she saw Helena. The old lady was about to answer when she heard loud footsteps from the grand staircase. She lifted her head and saw Daisy clinging with Jack as they walked down the stairs. Suddenly, her heart stung. She unexpectedly felt jealous not because she secretly liked her cousin's fiance but she was jealous that they were together while she was alone and heartbroken. Looking away, she took a deep breath and forced herself to smile. “Where are the others?” she queried when the two finally reached the ground floor. “They’re coming down too,” Daisy replied. “What’s for lunch?” Margaux looked at Helena silently asking if she had cooked already, fortunately, the old lady nodded her head and smiled at her. “I was about to tell you that the food is ready,
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