"Hendrix! Here!" Giro waved his hand profusely like a freaking moron upon seeing him boarded. Hendrix shut his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose out of embarrassment. He wanted to avoid him and pretend that he didn't know that guy. However, Giro was already shouting his name at the top of his fvcking lungs while pointing at him. “Why are you just standing there?! Come over here now!” he screamed. ‘Damn you, Giro!’ he cursed mentally before he walked towards his direction with a blank face. “There you are!” Giro smiled widely as soon as Hendrix got near him. ”Do you really need to fvcking shout my name?!" He hissed while giving him a deadly glare."It's necessary! You won't see me if I don't shout and stand here! You are blind , you know!” Giro stated matter-of-factly. Hendrix glared at him before scoffing. He then shook his head and started walking ahead of him. Thatguy was the type who had a lot of reasons and excuses. So, no matter how much he argued with him, he freaking
“Why are we here?” Hendrix's brows furrowed as soon as he realized where they were going. Giro glanced at him briefly before he responded, “Because you needed to work. Your company needed an urgent attention and your employees are begging me to bring you back to your throne” Hendrix clicked his tongue as all he wanted to do at that moment was to lay down on his huge bed and sleep tightly. Although he took a nap while he was on the plane, it wasn't enough as it was not peaceful at all since it wasn't as comfortable as his bed in his villa or the bed in a luxurious hotel. “You aren't taking this seriously, are you? Is it because you have not properly seen the graph yet and couldn't really feel the outcome since you were abroad?” To be honest, Hendrix didn't feel it. He was so calm about it that he was actually shocked when he learned about how serious Mr Rodriguez was when he canceled the on-going project. “I am telling you. If you keep going idle and your company stays unattended,
Margaux went to work in a great mood after a good talk with her favorite people. "Good morning, Miss Margaux!" Carlos greeted me. Margaux smiled and greeted back, “Good morning" Carlos tilted his head and stared at his boss, "You seemed happy. Is it because our plan yesterday was a huge success," he grinned. She chuckled upon remembering how extra he did for that plan to infuriate the old woman. "I will give you a raise for that. It was so entertaining because Wilma was so angry and shouted at the priest. Although I feel bad for the priest and the staff, I already gave them something to compensate for it," She chuckled. She was about to go straight to her office when she suddenly stopped remembering something, "By the way, what happened to the life celebrating party? Did Wilma attend?" She didn't go there anymore as she had a good time with her cousins in the manor. "They did. The nurses were able to convince her to join as they told her it's a homage for the people who died youn
The news ruined Margaux's mood entirely and she immediately lost her appetite. After the call with Abigail, she quickly checked the news and saw that Hendrix was indeed back in the Philippines. "Who told you to leave like that?!" she greeted her teeth. She quickly dismantled her table and threw the half empty bento box on the trashcan. She was not in the mood to work anymore as she just wanted to leave and find a way to communicate with Hendrix. Walking back and forth, she thought of a way to do that and the only thing she could think of was to call him with her personal phone. However, she didn't like that as it was too personal, so she had to think again. Grunting, she gave up thinking. It was so hard to use her brain especially when she was angry. And for her anger to subside, she just decided to play with Wilma. "Blame this on your son. it was all his fault why my full attention diverted to you now", she muttered then took her bag and stepped out of her office."Carlos, I'm g
Margaux smirked as she entered Wilma's room. “Good afternoon,” she greeted sweetly as soon after closing the door behind her. Wilma pointed at her with a face looking like she had seen a ghost. “W-why are you here?” she stuttered. She was alone and Margaux couldn't be happier after realizing that. She can say anything without anyone interrupting and threatening her. And most especially, Wilma won't have anyone to support her. “Doctor Pablo asked me to bring this to you,” she answered casually then waved the piece of paper in her hand. “What do you need this for anyway? Are you looking for a different hospital to treat your illness?” she raised her eyebrows. Slowly, she stepped forward but stopped in the middle. She gave her a smile then while folding her arms across her chest. Meanwhile, Wilma sat on her bed. Tightly, she clutched her shaking hands on the blanket as if her life was dependent on it, “Don't. . .come near me!” she screamed almost inaudibly.Margaux chuckled as her e
“You're here again,” Margaux chirped as she smiled at the woman who shared the same name with her. Liana's secretary smiled back. She seemed so confident as she stepped out of the elevator and halted right in front of her.“I'm meeting Hendrix. He told me to come here to talk about what happened between us,” she replied casually. Gone was the anxious and pitiful little girl who begged Hendrix the other day. She became so confident now and she said those words to her as if it was something to brag about.Margaux chuckled. “Really?” she chirped. She shifted her feet and folded her arms as she looked at her, “But I didn't see him inside his mother's room..” she stated. The woman seemed taken aback. Her poise was gone for a second but she quickly recovered and lifted her chin. “I purposely come earlier than what we have agreed upon because I want to spend time with Mrs Mondragon and get to know her"“Is that so?” She raised her eyebrows. “I won't fiddle around with you then. Excuse me.
“Hi, Chef Sue,” Margaux greeted cheerfully. “Margaux,” Sue greeted back. Contrary to their expectation, the guy seemed calm upon seeing her. He even beamed at her as though he said nothing weird at all. “What did I just hear? Were you serious about that?” she queried. She won't pretend like she didn't hear anything. She won't let it slide as she find It quite disturbing knowing that her cousin never jokes about feelings. Among all her male cousins, Sue was the most serious about relationships. She heard Dinah click her tongue while her gaze stayed at Sue. Her eyes then squinted as she noticed the guy's expression suddenly turned serious. “Are you interested more about that than my condition? Aren't you going to ask if I'm okay?” he replied with another question. Then he let out a dramatic sigh, “I knew I'm not on the list of your favorite people, but it hurts here Margaux,” he pointed at his left chest. “You should become an actor,” Dinah commented. Margaux got confused. But af
Margaux was chuckling as she entered Sue's room. The guy was a little surprised but it didn't last long. “I thought you would not come back,” he commented. However, she didn't respond to him and just snickered, which made her cousin's brows knitted together curiously. “What's funny?” he queried. Margaux slowly walked towards the couch and gracefully sat there. She leaned back and crossed her legs before she gave Sue her attention. “Liana's face is so funny,” she chuckled. Her eyes were dancing in delight as the woman's shocked face before she left her in the corridor was still on her mind. “She's here?” Sue frowned. She nodded, “Hhm. I met her in the corridor,” she answered. “She's probably still outside” “Why is she here?” “To warn me about Hendrix,” she answered without hesitation. Meanwhile, Sue tilted his head with his brows deeply furrowed as he looked at her in puzzlement. “Who is Hendrix?” he asked. Margaux raised her eyebrows. She almost forgot that the guy's short t
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