The Queen's Back

Chapter 123

Maxwell walked to the bed and carried Mona with one hand. He lifted the blanket and put her in. "Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. Go to sleep. I'll go tidy up."

As soon as Mona got into bed, she turned over and nodded. She snuggled under the blanket and closed her eyes to sleep. Although she did not check the time, she knew it was late.

After Maxwell tidied up the bathroom and came out, Mona was already asleep. She was as quiet as a cat.

His eyes fell on Mona's exposed skin. The bruised marks on it were eye-catching. It was Maxwell who left the marks.

Maxwell turned off the lights and slept beside Mona in satisfaction. He hugged her in his arms and lowered his head to kiss the corner of her lips.

The light had already reached the darkness, illuminating it completely.

Mona didn't seem to be sleeping tight. She groaned softly in Maxwell's arms.

With just one sound, Maxwell's thoughts subconsciously drifted to the bathroom. Looking at Mona's face, he was satisfied.

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The next morning, Mona turned over and felt pain all over. When she opened her eyes, she met Maxwell's eyes. She did not know when Maxwell woke up but found him admiring her sleeping face.

Thinking of what happened the night before, Mona could not help but blush, and her heart beat faster. She had begged Maxwell for mercy. But Maxwell was a big bad wolf in sheep's clothing. He agreed verbally, but his action was the opposite of what he said.

At the thought, Mona reached out her hand to playfully punch Maxwell. When she hit him, the silk pajamas naturally slid down. Mona looked at her arm and was surprised, wondering why her arm was red.

Perhaps it was because her skin was tender, and a light touch would leave some marks. However, she remembered no marks on her arm when she slept last night. She thought, 'Where were the marks from when I woke up.'

Mona's gaze landed on the man beside her and questioned, "This, you did this?"

nose and nodded. 'Isn't that

Mona did not know what to say to Maxwell. She turned her head away

Maxwell couldn't do it, Mona would

won't happen again." Seeing Mona angry, Maxwell hugged her from behind and coaxed her in a

"You're not allowed to do this again. Fortunately, it's winter now. If it were summer, I

I promise." The most

day of their marriage, they had to go to the Carter Mansion for lunch, which was the rule

the bruised marks on her neck, which were especially eye-catching. She found a turtleneck sweater and put it on, completely covering her slender

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wine-red coat, Mona endured the pain in her body

steps and carried Mona up. He said softly, "Why didn't. you tell me

around Maxwell's neck and whispered, "I saw you were busy, so I came downstairs myself. It doesn't hurt

fault. I won't do this again." The day had arrived, and Maxwell had returned to his

control when

"It's all in the past. Let it go. Also, I

wasn't a doll. She wasn't

to the Carter Mansion later?' Mona thought, 'This is impossible. Even if Maxwell wants to, I can't stand the embarrassment.' Maxwell carried Mona to the dining table and sat down. He hummed softly and

Maxwell's back, and her

to her. She always remembered when she, Ms. Clem, who did not

recalled how Teddy would be touched by her cooking, Mona immediately felt getting burned

herself. After getting together with Maxwell, as long as Maxwell had time, he would cook. If she cooked once in a

not. Someone who loved way possible, but someone who didn't love you would turn a blind

care

the breakfast in front of Mona and poured her milk. "Why are you in a daze? Hurry