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“Stop making up stories,” Margaux shook her head. “You don’t need to put his name on the good side because I have already forgiven him and we are already on good terms,” she said in a dismissive tone. However, the guy shook his head profusely as though disagreeing with her statement. “I’m not making up stories. It’s all facts. You can ask your husband for confirmation,” he said confidently. She immediately averted her gaze. She was not sure whether to believe him or not but it made her heart beating so fast and her eyes almost teared up. If it was true, then it was her fault for not believing him and calling him a liar in the first place. If it was true, she had no right to be mad that he kept about Roxanne being the mastermind of the incident almost four years ago a secret because she was the one who told him that she would not believe anything that he would say. Pursing her lips, she returned her gaze back to Gino and saw him smirking at her. “I won’t lie about the matters

Margaux immediately went back to Hendrix’s room after she excused herself. Gino stayed there and was not yet done talking with her family but she was no longer interested with it anymore. Everything she heard was crazy and it overwhelmed her. “Margaux..” Wilma was shocked when she entered the room without knocking first. Well, she did not expect that they were already back as it was not that long when they left Hendrix there. “We just–” She raised her right hand to stop the old woman from continuing whatever she was going to say. “I’m not asking you,” she muttered then slowly walked with a crutches towards the bed. Her eyes softened upon seeing that Hendrix was sleeping peacefully. Although there was still a little fear deep within her seeing him unconscious, her heart was quite calmer knowing that he kept his promise to rest. “You should sit here,” WIlma said and she saw her husband was dragging the chair next to Hendrix's bed. Her eyebrows raised but she did not say anything

Margaux thought that Wilma was just acting. Thus, she stayed still and did not bother checking on her whilst her father-in-law, David quickly carried his wife and ordered to call for the doctor. She heard the chief tell one of the police to call the doctor while the others helped David to put the old woman on the sofa. Her gaze then went to Roxanne to see if there was concern in her reaction, but as expected, there was no hint of anything like that but rather, her face was so bright and her eyes were glimmering as though she was even delighted to see the old woman in that condition. Then, Roxanne lifted her head and their eyes met. She raised her eyebrows while the woman looked at her with a shocked expression. “What's happening to Aunt Wilma? I thought she’s not really sick?” Roxanne suddenly averted her gaze from her and started acting concerned. But she was no fool. She could clearly see her intention by suddenly asking that when a normal person who is genuinely concerned for

Hendrix tried so hard not to smile while listening to Margaux talking on the phone about giving his father a VIP room and assisting him to take his mother there. He had no idea what happened and why his father needed a VIP room. But it warmed his heart by the thought that she did not hesitate to help his parents despite what they did to her. ‘I think I’m falling in love with her even more for that,’ he thought. He shut his eyes tightly when the call ended. He did not want her to know that he was already awake because she might be upset with him for not resting long. However, he felt like he’dd already slept enough that his body was fully awake and refused to rest any longer. “The things I do for love, huh,” Margaux suddenly mumbled. Hendrix almost opened his eyes upon hearing that. His chest started drumming wildly and it was even painful because of his internal injuries, but still he managed to keep his pretense of sleeping. Silence then filled the room and he felt the side o

“Why can’t you?” Margaux’s eyebrows deeply furrowed as she looked down on Hendrix. Hendrix, on the other hand, lowered his head as though he was avoiding her gaze. Her eyes narrowed in an instant upon seeing his reaction, “Are you hiding something?” She queried. Seeing him avoiding her gaze made her heart sank. It felt like they were back to square one again and she was afraid her trust issue won’t be able to disappear by the way he was acting. “Hendrix..” she muttered. Slowly, Hendrix finally lifted his head once again. Their eyes met me once again and she was taken aback upon seeing his bloodshot eyes. His lips parted and was about to say something, when all of a sudden, a knock came which stopped Hendrix from speaking. “I’m here to check if the patient’s already take his medicine,” the nurse politely said after opening the door slightly. Margaux scowled at Hendrix and saw him sighing heavily. “My medicine’s there,” he said, then pointed to the nearest table