The Queen's Back

Chapter 220

After a moment. Mona quietly got up to go to the bathroom and ran into the flight attendant who had brought fever. medicine for Maxwell

Mona couldn't help but think about her kiss with Maxwell, wondering if the flight attendant had seen it, which made her feel a bit embarrassed.

As she held the door handle to step in, the flight attendant approached her, saying, "Mrs. Carter, you and Mr. Carter have such a wonderful relationship. You must be happy together! I'm your big fan. I truly believe what Mr. Carter said. You would never do something like plagiarism."

Mona was slightly taken aback, but then a genuine smile spread across her face. "Thank you. We'll stay happy together. I hope you find your own happiness too."

After she finished speaking, she stepped into the bathroom. After a quick freshen-up, she headed back toward her seat.

As she approached, she noticed that Maxwell had woken up. He was sitting in his seat, glancing around, holding the blanket they had just shared.

"Do you still have a fever?" Mona asked.

She instinctively reached out her freshly washed hand to touch Maxwell's forehead. Perhaps due to the medicine, his temperature felt slightly lower, making her a bit relieved.

Maxwell's gaze remained fixed on Mona, intense and focused. He gently grasped her delicate wrist and pulled her slightly guiding her to sit beside him.

Upon waking up and not seeing Mona, he felt a momentary fear

"Tm not running a fever anymore. Did you just go to the bathroom?" Maxwell asked, naturally holding Mona's hand and playfully fiddling with it.

Mona nodded and picked up the warm water beside her, signaling for Maxwell to drink.

Drinking plenty of water was very beneficial when someone was sick.

After the plane landed in Yosneosiland, a private car was already waiting for them. By this time, it was already evening in Youneosiland. Maxwell took Mona to a hotel near the ball to rest

was for tomorrow night. This meant that Maxwell was in a hurry to

was that Mona's nervousness was slowly being dispelled by his presence. Regardless of whether

everyone was familiar, they were surrounded by strangers abroad As they walked down the quiet path, Maxwell intertwined his fingers with Mona's and handed their luggage to Nigel and the bodyguard behind

occasionally glanced up at Maxwell beside her. Under the warm glow of the streetlights, his handsome face seemed to radiate a soft light.

she said,

early back in high

quite possible. After all, during high school, Maxwell often took advantage of his

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and gently pushed her against the trunk, blocking her from the tree. His soft voice drifted to her ears with the evening breeze. "What

strong steps, her arms straight, and the sunlight illuminated her. Her fair wrist and unadorned face seemed to glow. Although

that the name of the girl was Mona. From then an, his obsession with her grew to the point

deliberately take a roundabout route

"Maxwell, I've always been

something further when Maxwell gently grabbed her slender shoulders. He whispered in her ear, "Mona, these

turned red. She wanted to call Maxwell a real rogue but couldn't bring herself to say it. Instead, she found

a short walk away. As soon as they entered, Maxwell wrapped

choice but to tilt her head back, accepting Maxwell's

carpet, and Mona was laid on the large bed by Maxwell. She looked into his deep, affectionate eyes, which seemed to glisten as he skillfully unbuckled his belt and

in this unfamiliar environment, Mona felt her senses heightened by the darkness. Unsure of where to place her hands

slender fingers tightly gripped Maxwell's tense

been thinking about this since he was on the plane and had

intertwined with Mona's slender hand,

no light

the warm light at the head of the bed. It was not blinding, but it

room