The Queen's Back

Chapter 241

Mona finally found the bag of sausages in the fridge, grinning when she saw they weren't expired. She held up the bag and waved it at Maxwell, who understood immediately. He rolled up his sleeves, knowing what was coming.

By the time Albert came back downstairs, freshly showered and in a set of cozy house clothes, he found himself walking into quite a scene.

Maxwell was in a yellow apron, spatula in hand, while Mona held a plate, staring intently at the sizzling pan with the happiest look on her face.

'Yep,' Albert thought, 'here I am again, third-wheeling in the worst way possible.'

But he had to admit, Maxwell was something else; he really pampered Mona. Albert found himself wondering if he would be able to treat his own future wife this well someday.

Without thinking, Haley's face flashed in his mind, and he shook his head, embarrassed. Nope, he wasn't going down that road.

Lost in thought, he did not notice Mona waving at him until he looked up. Walking over, he accepted a small sausage from

her.

"Here, try it! Maxwell's fried food is a masterpiece, don't you think?" Mona said, already holding one herself. The sausage was slathered in Maxwell's homemade sweet-and-spicy sauce, with hints of cumin and just enough chili to make it irresistible. Mona closed her eyes, savoring the taste with a big smile, then shot Maxwell a thumbs-up, pure satisfaction written all over her face.

"Delicious!" Mona exclaimed, and then, as if one word wasn't enough, she added, "It's so delicious!"

Just as she was about to take another bite, Maxwell reached over gently took the sausage from her hand, and took a bite

himself. "Alright, one bite is all you get. Time to

face. His face drooped and the corners of

face drooped, and her lips turned down in a pout. "But I still want more," she said, sounding so pitiful it'd be hard

eye-contact and shook his head. "Are you backing out of our deal, Mrs. Carter?" he teased, holding his

up. She tugged on Maxwell's sleeve and gave him her best doe-eyed look. "Maxwell, I can change my mind, okay? Just one more bite, pretty please." Albert couldn't resist

a grateful look. Then, finally, Maxwell sighed and let her have one last bite of the sausage she had been craving. Satisfied, she went upstairs to brush her

Maxwell returned, Albert had already polished off the last of the chicken noodle soup Hattie had

him.

been this month? Behaving well?" Albert asked, finally finding a moment to get a word

Sweet Berry does is eat and sleep. She grinned, though Maxwell's endless meals

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of her pregnancy, and without Maxwell cooking tasty dishes for her,

a few days of morning sickness, and even that has already passed. Mona's figure hadn't changed much yet, either; if it weren't for the little bump, you'd never guess she was expecting. Her figure looked no different from before. When her wrist was exposed, one could

she looked at Maxwell, then gestured for him to grab the ultrasound photo they had

an impressed look. "Wow... Is this the baby? Sweet Berry

still tiny and the ultrasound didn't show much, Albert