“I impregnated her?!” Hendrix exclaimed incredulously. “Yes! Don't try to deny it! Roxanne already admitted it! We saw the ultrasound and your pictures together!” Mr Roswell continued. “What the fvck are you talking about?!” He screamed lividly. “I never even touched the tip of that woman's finger! For Pete's sake! Stop this insanity because I never liked your daughter nor got interested in her body!” his voice thundered inside the room. Mrs Roswell gasped so loud while her husband was already on the fit of rage. He stepped forward and lifted his fist towards Hendrix but the latter quickly swiftly dodged it. “You bastard! My daughter is a very beautiful lady. There's a long line of men pursuing her and you're damn lucky that she fancied you!” Hendrix sneered. “Give that luck to someone else. I don't need her obsessive attention!” “Honey!” Mrs Roswell screamed in panic when her husband put his hand on his chest and pointed Hendrix with his index finger. “We have a deal with your
Herdrix ignored him and just walked past him. He didn't want to waste his time on irrelevant people. “Aren't you curious why I'm here?” asked Jack who didn't move to his place. Still, Hendrix didn't respond and continued marching down as if he didn't hear anything. Jack chuckled, “I think I deserve a thank you at least," he muttered. That made Hendrix stop and scowl at him, “For what?” “For taking your mother here,” he chortled. “I helped you father bringing her hear after she collapsed outside the restaurant” He sneered, “Thanks?” he said then left. But his brows furrowed when he heard the guy trailed behind him while snickering. He wanted to ignore him, but he got irritated when the annoying guy equalled his pace and walked to his side. “What do you want?” he snarled. He had no patience for people like him. He didn't like the guy even though he barely knew him. The guy shrugged his shoulders but didn't answer. It annoyed him more and almost pushed the guy down the stairs. Fo
“Help me protect Roxanne, David! She doesn't deserve this!” Wilma pleaded. Hendrix's brows knitted together as he stopped in front of the room at the same time. The door was a little ajar, and his mother's voice was too loud, he clearly heard what she had just said to his father.“Don't worry. She's just going to be deported back to the Philippines. And it's actually a good thing since she will be safer there than staying here,” David cooed. He watched his mother's reaction and his brows knitted together seeing how panicky and nervous she looked like. “Let's go home then. I want to talk to her and ensure that she's fine,” Her tremendous concern for the woman was evident in her face and actions. Hendrix pursed his lips and he slowly entered the room. He didn't say anything. He just stood by the threshold and leaned his back on it while folding his arms. “You're going home for that woman?” he asked suspiciously. He stared at his mother intently with those dubious eyes. Both David
“Who brought her here?” Margaux frowned as they entered the hospital that her mother owned. “It's Jack Simon, Miss Margaux,” her assistant immediately answered from the other line. Margaux's eyes squinted as she walked towards the reception area. She put down her hand that was holding the phone without ending the call and just let it still on going as she approached the receptionist. “Good afternoon, Miss Margaux. How may I help you?” the young woman asked respectfully. Pulling off her sunglasses, Margaux smiled kindly at the receptionist on purpose before she spoke softly. “Is there a patient named Wilma Mondragon here?” she queried although she already knew that the old woman was there. The young woman quickly checked it on the computer without any questions and happily nodded. “Yes, Miss. She just got admitted this afternoon” “May I know what happened to her and why she was sent?” Margaux asked slowly. She said those words carefully as she didn't want to sound suspicious. As
“Excuse me,” Margaux said before she pushed Hendrix to the side and quickly stepped out of the elevator. Hendrix was left dumbfounded and remained frozen on the spot until the door was shut behind him. The coldness from her words felt like a bucket of ice splashed on top of his head. His heart was bothered. ‘What is this?’ he asked himself inwardly. It was the first time that he became so confused and didn't know what to do. Like a zombie, he walked back to his mother's room. “You're just right on time. Come here and eat with us, son,” said Wilma. But the smile on her face instantly vanished when Hendix didn't even glance at their direction and just slumped his body on the sofa, completely ignoring her. Leaning his back on the sofa, Hendrix shut his eyes and placed his arm on top of his eyes. His heart couldn't calm down. And he can't stop thinking about the woman whom he had been ignoring for three years. He was freaking confused as to why he was suddenly spending more time
“That's not funny!” Hendrix growled. “Who says I'm trying to be funny? I'm very serious,” Margaux smirked. “I'm actually going to throw a party once it confirms that she really has kidney failure,” she chuckled. Hendrix was beyond shocked. He stared at her as if she grew another head. “Your…” he couldn't continue what he was saying as he didn't know how to describe her. Meanwhile, Margaux looked at him critically. “I'm what? Lunatic? Evil? Deranged?” she chuckled as she shook her head, “Yeah, I'm all of that. I'm the most evil person you have ever met, Hendrix. So if I were you, I'd pack my bags and go back to the Philippines and never show up again” After saying that, she quickly turned around and walked away, leaving Hendrix dumbfounded at the sudden turn of events. He didn't know what to feel. He was furious that she was looking forward to her mother's illness. On the other hand, he had a mixed feeling seeing her bad side. “Was it really Margaux?” he muttered in disbelief. H
Hendrix tightened his grip on the phone as he listened to the caller intently. “She's infertile. She doesn't have the ability to produce offspring. Meaning, her pregnancy is just a hoax,” Giro continued. His blood was boiling as he thought how the Roswell's tried to trap her with her daughter by making everyone believe he was the father of her unborn child which turned out to be non-existent! ‘The audacity! And they were trying to taint his reputation for that?! They are gonna pay for it!’ he mentally screamed. “I've confirmed it with her doctor and she said it was impossible for her to get pregnant at all as she has weak and few egg cells,” Giro added, “We don't know what she was planning, but it's better to confront her about it to see what will she going to do next” Hendrix shut his eyes and sighed. He completely agreed with it. “She's been deported back to the Philippines. She'll most likely be there by tomorrow. Go to the airport later at night and wait for her arrival. I
Hendrix went back to his mother's room with a dark expression. He couldn't believe what he just learned. Although it was not yet confirmed, he knew Giro wouldn't find it out if it's not true. “Are you going to sleep here?” Wilma asked him. He sat on the sofa and leaned his back on it. He closed his eyes, deliberately ignoring his mother as if he didn't see nor hear her. “Hendrix. Your mother is asking you,” David scolded. The two waited for his response but nothing came. He didn't even move on his spot like a statue, unmoving. “He must be tired. Let him be,” said Wilma before her husband shouted at their son. Hendrix heard them but still, he remained unresponsive as he was trying to calm himself before he confronted his mother. She's still his mother, hence, there's still some respect remaining in him towards her. “If you're just going to ignore us, just go back to your hotel. You're just stressing your mother more with your cold presence,” said David. “David! Stop speaking!”
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