The Queen's Back

Chapter

62

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.

be honest, her heart was still pounding. The lingering scent of

arrived at the Clem family. Maxwell gallantly opened the car door for Mona, helping her out and then taking her

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

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

pulling Maxwell toward the garden. Out of sight of Maxwell, she felt her strange

spotted Jane watering the flowers in the distance. The autumn evening

busy with designs this week that she hadn't quality time with Jane. Mona had only managed a few brief phone calls.

Maxwell are here! Let's go inside. Polly, bring us some coffee.

smiled, feeling like a child again in the presence of her grandparents, free to express

feel this way with

leave, she thought about how, in her past life, Polly

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to Barbara and Beatrice. Now, Barbara and Beatrice had been driven out

marrying Maxwell, and he had done nothing to disappoint her since their wedding. He