Margaux was about to explode upon hearing it. In her heart, she was cursing Liana nonstop and wished she didn't run from that room earlier. And before anyone could react to what Liana had said, the waiter came in with the bottles of whiskey and some snacks. “Anything you'd like to order, Your royal highness?” asked the waiter respectfully. “What do you like? It's on me,” Liana looked at Hendrix while she was enjoying the feel of his hard chest. “This is so firm. Are you a regular at the gym?” She couldn't take it anymore. She quickly turned her back and marched out of the room without saying anything. “Where are you going?” she even heard Liana asked. But she just ignored it. She had enough. She didn't go there to watch them flirting in front of her! She shouldn't care, but she knew she hadn't moved on yet so she accepted that she's jealous. ‘Damn you Hendrix Mondragon! You didn't just cheat on me, you even want to show me how you get intimate with someone in front of me!’ sh
“Fiancèe?” Hendrix stared at Margaux in disbelief. “What are you saying?” he breathed. Margaux scoffed, “I'm saying is. . .Roxanne is Hendrix's fiancèe! That scumbag proposed to her not less than a week after I left him!” she exclaimed scornfully. Hendrix was rendered speechless. He had no idea about what he just had heard. Him? Proposed? And to Roxanne? His freaking secretary?! That was ridiculous! He had zero interest in that woman. He actually didn't like her and only allowed her to be his secretary just because it was his mother's request. And he was not stupid about her agenda for being his secretary. He was not blind nor dense. In fact, he was very sensitive when it came to that kind of woman who wanted to get close to him. And that's also the very reason why he avoided Margaux. Aside from the fact that he was guilty for her accident and for using her as an escape from his family for setting him up to blind dates. Closing his palms into fist, his brows furrowed tightly.“Wher
Silence filled the room as Hendrix laid on the couch with Margaux on top of him. No one spoke as if both of them were scared to say anything. But after long minutes of staying like that, Hendrix couldn't stay still any longer as Margaux's warm breath was fanning against his neck giving him goosebumps all over his body and sending chills down his spine. “Margaux?” he muttered as he couldn't hold on anymore. However, there was no response coming from her and just pure silence. Frowning, he tried to peek at her face, but he realized it was buried on the crook of his neck, making it impossible for him to see even just a glimpse of her beautiful face. He sighed. He didn't know what he was feeling at that moment as it was the first time he's been with anyone that close that there was no space between them at all. She literally evaded his personal space and that he could actually feel his soft lips on his neck, making it hard for him to calm down. Gently, he patted her back. “Are you al
A loud gasp reverberated in the room as Daisy stood frozen upon seeing the scene in front of her. “What the heck?!” she screeched so loud which made Margaux retreat and look in her direction. “Didn't I tell you not to follow me?” she glared at her cousin. Daisy pointed at their direction with a horrified look. Her eyes felt sore looking at their provocative position.“You're drunk! Get off him now and I'll take you home!” she ordered and immediately called the bodyguards outside. “No! I'm not done yet!” Margaux said stubbornly. Daisy's eyes went wide as saucers as she stared at her cousin incredulously. “What?!” she breathed. But Margaux didn't respond and just shifted her gaze back at Hendrix who was too stunned to speak.“Don't mind her,” she chirped, then slowly snaked her arms around his neck and kissed him once again. “Margaux! Ugh! Take her away from him!” Daisy shouted. “And carried her to my car!” she commanded while her face was contorted in anger. She was obviously s
Hendrix almost forgot about it, but as soon as his mother mentioned the banquet, he heard Margaux's voice in his mind. “You're engaged with.. who?” his father queried with brows deeply furrowed. Hendrix's eyes squinted while looking at his father. He could see that he was genuinely clueless, unlike his mother who looked like she had seen a ghost with her face drained out of blood and fear in her eyes. “Do you know who she is?” he asked darkly. “H-how would we know? You haven't introduced her to us,” Wilma retaliated. Hendrix nodded his head then chugged down the liquor. “You don't really know her, Mom?” he queried. Wilma gasped, “I…really don't!” she exclaimed. Her demeanor immediately changed as she glared at Hendrix. “What are you on about?” she hissed. Hendrix quickly emptied the bottle of liquor then slammed it on the table so hard afterwards. Both the table and bottle cracked because of the strong impact which surprised David and Wilma. “Hendrix!” Wilma screamed in utter s
“Why are you suddenly apologizing?” Hendrix asked in utter confusion and disbelief. He thought he just misheard it as he was too drunk to hear it clearly. However, as he stared at his mother, despite his headache, he still could clearly see his mother's teary eyes. “Why are you crying?” he was bewildered. Never once did he see his mother cry. Not even when he fell on the staircase when he was young nor his grandma m, her mother died eight years ago. She never shed tears in front of him. That's why there was a pinch in his heart as soon as he saw her almost crying. Wilma held his hands again with pleading eyes. “I'm sorry, son. I made a mistake. I shouldn't have forged your signature and made Margaux believe that you couldn't wait to divorce her,” she confessed. It didn't sink in at first. But the moment he realized what his mother had just told him, his eyes instantly darkened. “What did you say, Mom?” he roared. Since he was already drunk, he had no control of his emotion
Margaux grunted as she woke up with a splitting headache. “Ugh! I forgot about this!,” she complained as she never thought about the aftermath of being drunk. Slowly, she sat up on the bed while holding her head. But as soon as she seated, slow clapping reverberated inside her room. “Morning!” Daisy greeted while her hands kept giving her a slow clap. Margaux's brows furrowed. She looked at her cousin in confusion. On the other hand, Dinah shook her head while Saab was chuckling and both looking at her as well. All of them were sitting on the couch side by side. They were all facing her and she had a feeling they had been there for a long time and watched her sleeping. “What?” she frowned. Daisy finally stopped clapping and smirked menacingly at her. She leaned back on the couch and crossed her legs. “You go to the bar without us,” she said. It was not a question but a statement. Dinah raised her eyebrows on her whilst Saab pouted. “You should've told us and avoided meeting your
“Mr. Simon,” Daisy greeted. Margaux watched her cousin intently as the latter called the guy whom they just met at the banquet. With cold hands, she tapped Daisy's shoulders to get her attention but her cousin just ignored her. “I think this is a bad idea,” she muttered at the same time the guy from the other line spoke. The speaker was on, that's why she was able to hear it. But as soon as she heard his voice, her chest pounded rapidly. She was nervous not because of him, rather she was scared about her cousin's plan. Daisy shook her head while giving her a warning look. She then smiled widely as if the person on the other line could see her.“This is Daisy Hermani. I'm sorry for my unexpected call, Mr Simon. But I hope I didn't disturb you..” she said softly. “Daisy?” Mr Simon replied.“Hhm. I'm Margaux's cousin,” she chirped. “I know you're a busy person Mr Simon, so I won't beat around the bushes. I called because my cousin badly need a helping hand” Margaux gasped on the si