The Queen's Back

Chapter 50

Maxwell chuckled lightly at Teddy's words. "You call her your wife so intimately, but I was her boyfriend for four years. Do you really think she could forget me that easily? And by the way, personally paid for that car-over a million dollars. How could I not know about it?" Maxwell frowned, his expression shifting as he said, "If that's the case, why don't you just call and ask who actually paid for my wife's Audi?" He tugged Mona toward the counter, pulling out his sleek black card to hand to the cashier.

But Mona quickly pushed Maxwell's card back into his hand and pulled out her own. "No way! I want to buy this for you," she insisted, her eyes sparkling with determination.

The cashier took Mona's card, glancing at Maxwell's athletic wear, which fit him like a model on a magazine cover. She couldn't help but comment, "This sportswear set also comes in women's sizes. I bet it would look amazing on you, ma'am!" Mona's height and figure were perfect for the outfit. If she and Maxwell wore matching clothes in public, they'd be a walking advertisement for the store, turning heads everywhere they went.

Maxwell's heart raced at the cashier's words. The thought of Mona wearing a matching outfit with him was something he had never dared to imagine. Would she actually agree to it?

To his surprise and delight, Mona nodded decisively, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I'd love to try it on," she said, her voice warm. She quickly asked the sales assistant for her size and dashed to the fitting room, eager to see how she'd look in the same outfit as Maxwell.

Meanwhile, Teddy stood to the side, his jaw slack with shock. He'd just checked his phone to find a notification for a bank card refund. Confused and suspicious, he quickly called the car dealership, his stomach sinking as he learned the truth about the situation. As he watched Maxwell and Mona's easy interaction, a sense of crisis gnawed at him. Maxwell was being so good to Mona, but was it just because she held the title of Mrs. Carter, or did Maxwell genuinely like her?

If it was the former, would he really spend so much on someone he didn't love?

As the couple walked past him in their matching outfits, Teddy caught a glimpse of Maxwell's indifferent expression. It struck him then-Maxwell must have real feelings for Mona.

Mona and Maxwell were a striking pair, their good looks amplified by their matching outfits. They became the center of attention in the mall, with Mona's slender frame and long legs complemented Maxwell's tall, athletic build perfectly. They looked like they'd stepped right out of a fashion magazine spread.

Maxwell glanced at Mona, who was beaming in her new outfit. The frustration he had felt earlier melted away. In its place was a look of contentment, even sweetness, that seemed to radiate from within. It was the look of a man falling in love, whether he realized it or not.

On Monday morning, the sun cast a soft, golden glow over the city, making everything feel fresh and new. As usual, Maxwell dropped Mona off at The Designscape, their favorite design studio.

Inside, Mona found her two friends already there, and the three of them dove into their work, designing gowns with a passion that filled the room. Each stitch was a promise of their hard work, and they were determined to make it perfect.

weeks of intense effort, Mona finally saw their collaborative designs taking shape. It was exhilarating to witness their vision

in a car accident. Her heart dropped as panic surged through her. Without a second thought, she abandoned everything she was working on. Grabbing

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her stomach. In her previous life, Ava had never been in an accident. Was this new reality a result of her second chance? Had it altered the fates

the highway, her mind solely focused on Ava. The world around her blurred as she pushed the car faster, desperate to reach her

same as

and the road ahead. In a split second of distraction, her foot pressed harder on the accelerator. A loud crash jolted her back

body only lurched forward briefly before snapping back. But her forehead smacked against the windshield,

she saw the crumpled front of her car and

driver's door of the other car flew open. An angry voice filled the air, followed by the sharp slam of the

other driver approached, Mona's stomach dropped. It was Gordon, Maxwell's half-brother. Of all the people

blurted out, knowing full well it

he recognized her, replaced by a sly grin. "Well, if it isn't my dear sister-in-law," he drawled. "How careless of you. You've put quite a dent in my car. What do you suggest we do

Gordon's eyebrows shot up. "But what about my wasted time? No, I'm afraid that's not

to hide her growing anxiety. She still

sly grin spreading across his face. "Just one little kiss from my dear sister-in-law, and we'll forget this whole accident ever happened. What do you say? You'd be getting

closer to Mona, his intentions clear in his smirk. Even from a distance, the overpowering scent

instinctively took a step back, pushing