The Queen's Back

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On this side, after Maxwell and Mona finished kissing, Mona shyly settled into the passenger seat, not wanting to meet Maxwell's gaze.

At first, the initiative was in her hands. She just wanted a quick kiss. But soon, Maxwell took control, and she found herself completely lost in the moment. He pulled her into the passenger seat and closed the car door.

She thought it was over, but Maxwell leaned in for another kiss, this one even more passionate. It felt like he was trying to consume her entirely. Well, she had started it, so she could only accept it.

Yet, as Maxwell kissed her, Mona could distinctly feel his heavy breaths and the possessive grip of his hands. She thought. Is this his way of showing that he is unable to control himself?!

Mona had a lot of questions swirling in her mind but felt too shy to voice them, so she decided to take it one step at a time.

Watching Mona shrink away in the passenger seat, Maxwell wondered if he had overdone it and scared her.

When Mona finally asked that question, he had doubted whether he heard it right. But when her lips came close, filling his nostrils with her scent, he realized it wasn't just his imagination. He believed that Mona had been genuinely moved by his sincerity, which had caused him to lose control. "Grandma just called and asked us to come home today to celebrate your promotion and raise," Maxwell said softly, keeping his eyes on Mona. He noticed her ears turning red, a reaction just for him, and pride swelled in his heart.

Mona nodded slightly, her gaze drifting outside. To be honest, her heart was still pounding. The lingering scent of Maxwell made it hard for her to regain her composure.

They sat in silence until they arrived at the Clem family. Maxwell gallantly opened the car door for Mona, helping her out and then taking her hand as they walked toward the house.

As they walked, Mona finally started to calm down. But when Maxwell held her hand, the warmth from his grip reminded her of the way he had placed his hand on the back of her neck earlier, sending shivers down her spine and making her feel slightly unsteady, "What's wrong?" Maxwell turned back to ask.

It wasn't just Mona who felt a bit awkward. Maxwell did too. After all these years of harboring feelings for her, having such close contact was bound to stir up emotions. However, his experiences taught him to mask his feelings.

"Nothing, nothing at all. Let's go inside, Mona replied softly, pulling Maxwell toward the garden. Out of sight of Maxwell, she felt her strange emotions dissipate.

Once inside, they spotted Jane watering the flowers in the distance. The autumn evening glow enveloped her, creating a hazy aura around her.

As soon as she saw Jane, Mona couldn't help but jog over. She had been so busy with designs this week that she hadn't quality time with Jane. Mona had only managed a few brief phone calls. Now, she truly missed them. spent

"Oh, Mona and Maxwell are here! Let's go inside. Polly, bring us some coffee. Jane warmly took Mona's hand and called out. to Polly beside her.

"Grandma, you seem to be doing well this week. Look how beautiful the flowers are, Mona smiled, feeling like a child again in the presence of her grandparents, free to express her little whirns.

She hoped that one day she could feel this way with Maxwell by her side too.

Watching Polly leave, she thought about how, in her past life, Polly had been hit by a car around this time. She recalled

Maxwell saying that Polly's death was somehow tied to Barbara and Beatrice. Now, Barbara and Beatrice had been driven out of the Clem family, so Polly should be safe.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"Not really. You haven't visited me this week. How could I be well? Even if you're busy, you need to take care of yourself. The same goes for you, Maxwell. Companionship is crucial in a relationship, Jane remarked. She was quite pleased with the idea of Mona marrying Maxwell, and he had done nothing to disappoint her since their wedding. He treated Mona exceptionally well. "You're right. No matter how busy I am, I'll bring Mona back once a week, Maxwell said seriously. At the Clem family, he felt a sense of relaxation that he didn't experience at the Carter family, so he didn't mind going back there with Mona.

Mona looked at Maxwell in surprise, wondering if he might actually be developing feelings for her, given how friendly he was toward her family.

"Good, that makes me feel better." Jane replied.

As they entered. Albert hurried down the stairs. Upon seeing Maxwell, he beamed with enthusiasm, rushing up to him. "Maxwell, you finally made it! Let's go upstairs and have a match.

"How have your grades been lately, Albert?" Mona asked. She hadn't checked on his studies much these days, except for sending him a quick message at night. He always replied that he was studying hard, but she couldn't tell if he was being truthful. "Mona. I've already said I'll listen to you. You just wait and see when we go upstairs. Maxwell, join me for a gante. I can hardly wait," Albert urged impatiently, dragging Maxwell upstairs while Mona followed behind them.

Watching Albert's back, Jane thought about Bernard's plan to send Albert into the military for some discipline. She was somewhat against it and felt that it was just suffering. The family had enough money for both children to live comfortably. even for several lifetimes. Yet, Bernard seemed adamant about this decision, only saying that he would think it over and discuss it with Albert.

Now, seeing Albert so engrossed in gaming, thinking that it was only because of gaming that he was willing to pay attention in class, Jane couldn't help but feel that Bernard was right. If Albert ever encountered bad people and had nothing but his family's wealth to rely on, he couldn't protect himself. Once they reached Albert's room, he quickly pulled out his homework and exam papers, handing them to Mona, then looking at Maxwell and pulling out his phone. "Maxwell, come on. Let's have a match! After practicing for so long. I've improved a lott"