The Queen's Back

Chapter 311

"It's good that you like it. There's plenty of oatmeal. Once you're done, I'll serve you more," Mona said with a smile.

She then added a croissant to Maxwell's plate and said, "Try this. You mentioned before that you loved these. See if it still has that same taste." Maxwell glanced at the croissant on his plate and obligingly took a bite. The crust was thin and flaky, the filling fresh and savory, with a satisfying crunch. "Tastes good. You should make these more often if you're free," Maxwell said.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Mona's eyes, but she quickly regained her usual demeanor. "Sure, I'll make something different for lunch."

In the past, Maxwell used to worry every time Mona cooked, concerned about her hands and always saying he'd take over next time. Now, he only commented on the food's taste, showing no concern for her at all.

After breakfast, Mona left the cleaning to the housekeepers, eager to take Maxwell to the hospital.she was in a hurry to take Maxwell to the hospital.

Nigel was already waiting at the door, and Haley was prepared as well.

Seeing Maxwell lounging on the sofa watching a game, Mona said, "Maxwell, let's head to the hospital now. I've already scheduled an appointment with a specialist."

Without looking away from the screen, Maxwell replied, "Not today. Maybe tomorrow. I already made plans to go racing with friends."

Mona clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. She held back her anger and tried to persuade him. "Can you tell your friends you'll race tomorrow instead? Don't you want to regain your memories? They're part of who you are."

Maxwell kept his gaze on the screen. "I already made plans. Backing out now would look bad. Besides, we've already done tests, haven't we? It's just memory loss. I'm physically fine. Even if we go to the hospital now, can you guarantee my memory will come back?"

Looking straight into Mona's eyes, he answered his own question. "The answer is no. So, why waste the time? Do what you need to. I'm heading out. I won't be back for lunch."

was about to stand, Mona gripped his arm firmly. Her voice turned cold. "So you know what it means to break promises? We agreed on this

assertiveness, Maxwell frowned

gaze unwavering. "I'm not letting go. You're coming with

preferred to discuss things calmly with Maxwell, but when it came to seeing a doctor, she was resolute. As long as there was a chance of recovering his

have

"Would you really, Mona?"

everywhere. They're here to follow my orders. If you don't want

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Chapter 311

memory came to her. Maxwell once told the guards, "Remember, from now on, you take orders from Whatever she

words. She'd whispered, "Maxwell, do you really think I'd ask

making it clear they follow your lead. If you ever did tell them to do

finger at her, struggling for words, before finally spitting

go upstairs and change for the hospital. I'll be counting. If you're not down

out in your pajamas if you're not embarrassed," Mona

unbelievable. What was I thinking back then, marrying someone like

stairs, he continued muttering complaints, every word reaching Mona's

didn't hurt. It was like a needle pricking the softest part of her heart, a wound