The Queen's Back

"Alright," Maxwell said. "Let Haley follow you wherever you go these few days. Even if you go to the restroom, you have to let her follow you. With the incident that's happened, I'm worried about you." Maxwell reminded Mona. If anything happened to Mona, his heart would not be able to take it.

"I know that," Mona replied as she nodded.

After that, the two of them dawdled on the bed for a while. Noticing that he was about to be late for Carter Group's meeting, Maxwell reluctantly let go of Mona.

He got up, put on his clothes, and took his phone. He instinctively checked his messages and saw the photo that Brendan had sent him last night.

It was a photo showing a palm. He pressed the return button expressionlessly when he saw Mona walking slowly toward him.

He waved at Mona, signaling her to hurry over and wash up.

"Didn't you say you were going to be late? Why are you still looking at your phone?" Mona pointed out.

Maxwell put away the phone beside him, skillfully squeezed toothpaste for Mona, and handed it to her. "I'm not looking anymore. I'll wash up now."

Mona looked at herself in the mirror as she brushed her teeth.

She had attractive eyes and red lips. It had been almost a year since she traveled back in time, but her appearance had not changed much.

However, her flawless collarbone was covered with numerous hickeys that were closely packed together. She immediately shot a glare at the man in front of her through the mirror.

'My husband is really clingy, causing the hickeys to take days to fade every time we make out,' she thought.

Actually, she couldn't entirely blame Maxwell. Her skin was delicate. Often, a light touch would leave noticeable marks.

Despite being glared at by Mona for no reason, he was not angry. Instead, he reached out to stroke Mona's smooth hair.

Maxwell spoke nonchalantly. He did

easy on him. If Mona did end up sleeping with Brendan, even Jenson's life wouldn't be enough to make

wouldn't have been able to explain myself when that group of reporters came in." Mona complained. She thought, 'Just a scratch, and Jenson

cameras. But there were still many of my colleagues in

thing, it'll become true when other people hear it, even if it

is the power of

she escaped still

had stumbled at any point, the consequences would have been

thing to me," Maxwell said. "Even if you slept with Brendan last night, I wouldn't-" He thought, 'I wouldn't blame you. As long

Maxwell finished talking, Mona covered his mouth with

could control yourself after getting drugged, and so could I. Similarly, just like how deeply you

how Maxwell would feel if she did end up

guy is always so jealous. If I really did sleep with Brendan, Maxwell

with envy.

sleeping

affection in his eyes, "Mona, I will

and smiled at him. Then, she urged him to wash up quickly. Otherwise, it would be too late for

Maxwell would return to Nathontown. He would come back to Noretin six days later. During those

Watching him sitting quietly inside, with his fine hair slightly covering his forehead and eyes, thick eyebrows, a straight nose, and thin lips, she couldn't help but

smile as she thought,

night," Maxwell reminded her again, worried

remember. My phone isn't on silent

have breakfast every morning

Mona outside the car with a sense of reluctance to part before instructing Nigel