The Queen's Back

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"Really? Maxwell, you're not lying to me, are you?" Mona asked incredulously. The realization that something she had longed for was actually happening felt almost unbelievable. Under Mona's intense gaze, Maxwell nodded. "It's true. Besides, I don't know any big celebrities, so I wouldn't have that kind of influence." If Maxwell had truly intended to help Mona in that way, he would have ensured that Artemis Rain chose her design outright, without any competition. Hearing Maxwell's

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I's words, Mona felt like she was about to burst with happiness. Knowing that Artemis chose her design for its own merit, rather than through Maxwell's influence, was incredibly gratifying. In her excitement, she forgot about her injuries and threw her arms around Maxwell's neck. Maxwell quickly embraced her, worried she might hurt herself further.

The pain hit her, reminding Mona of her condition, but the thought of being in Maxwell's arms made the discomfort bearable.

"Take it easy, you're still recovering," Maxwell said I said gently, carefully laying her back on the bed and tucking her in.

"The doctor said you'll need to stay in the hospital for about two more weeks to heal properly."

"Two weeks? That's half a month," Mona murmured, feeling an eagerness to return to her normal life.

With a clear goal in mind, Mona was impatient to get back to work and see her design come to life. She was determined to make the most of this opportunity.

Mona was

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was determined not to be just a supportive wife behind the scenes. She wanted her own career, something that would give her life meaning.

"If you recover well, the doctor said you could be discharged in a week," Maxwell repeated the doctor's words to Mona.

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be good and focus on getting better so I can leave

care of some company matters during this time, and then

her with everything from peeling

to explore Arkenvale with Maxwell, but given her condition, that plan was now J pipedream, something to look forward to

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a week in the hospital, Mona persuaded Maxwell to arrange for her discharge. The doctor advised her

Mona's incomplete recovery, Maxwell arranged for a private jet to

noticed Mona struggling to walk. Without hesitation, he scooped her

arms, Mona nodded. Their time together over the past week had

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journey on the private jet was smooth and

realized that Maxwell had brought her not to their small apartment but

of their time together. "Are

here to care for you. I've hired a housekeeper, and the apartment is too small for us. This place is closer to the office," Maxwell

had done when they left the hospital,

effortlessly into his arms, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, a smile

his shoulder, her breathing slowing in contentment. The steady beat of his heart

the villa, everything had been meticulously prepared. Their

their luggage. Maxwell

careful demeanor, Mona felt a playful urge. As he set her

and his

room was filled with a slightly awkward