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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"Alright,

getting better so I can leave the hospital soon," Mona

during this time, and then we can head

side, helping her with everything from peeling apples to fetching water. Mona felt that Maxwell had practically taken over the nurse's duties, even sending the nurse home to

but given her condition, that plan was now

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

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

struggling to walk. Without hesitation, he

together over the past week had brought them

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the private jet was smooth and uneventful, and before Mona knew it, they

their small apartment but to the villa where he had

their

care for you. I've hired a housekeeper, and

when they left the hospital,

wrapped her arms around his neck, a

in contentment. The steady beat of his heart and

meticulously prepared. Their belongings were neatly

luggage. Maxwell carried Mona up to the bedroom on the second

careful demeanor, Mona felt a playful urge. As he set her down, she kept her arms wrapped

lowered his head, and his

room was filled