“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!”