The Queen's Back (Mona and Maxwell) novel Chapter 196

Chelsea smirked slightly. "That's right! Bud, you're very smart! I intended to upset Ava. My plan succeeded beyond my expectations!

"Ava doesn't like you anymore. She has a new boyfriend. Yet, you like her now. That made you sad."

At first, Chelsea's goal was to upset Ava. She did not expect to hurt both of them. It was an unexpected outcome.

The two of them were the culprits behind Soren's imprisonment. As long as the they were not doing well, she would be happy.

"Fuck! You're crazy, Chelsea!" Bud cursed. Looking at the woman in front of him, Bud wanted to beat her up so badly.

"Yes, I'm sick. I have had heart disease for so long. How can I not be sick?

"I had a chance to live happily with Soren. Because of Ava and you, Soren went to prison, and I almost died. I hate both of you! As long as you're in pain, I'm happy."

Chelsea looked at Bud, who was exasperated, and felt very satisfied.

Ever since she recovered from her heart disease, she treated every day she was alive as a gift.

Bud looked at Chelsea, who was smiling proudly in front of him. If Chelsea was a man, he would definitely beat her up. Unfortunately, she was a woman.

And, Bud did not hit women.

"Chelsea, don't show up in front of me again. Otherwise, I'll beat you up every time I see you."

Bud pointed at Chelsea's face and clenched his other hand into a fist. If Chelsea dared to say another word, he would not hesitate to smash his first into her face.

No one would be spared from anger if they encountered what Bud did.

When Chelsea saw Bud leave angrily, she felt a sense of satisfaction.

Her pretense for such a long time was not in vain.

There was still a long way to go. There was still a long way to go among Bud, Ava, and her.

Spring passed, and summer came. Time passed quietly. Soon, it was time for the intercity Design Competition.

As the Design Competition was held in Noretin, the team members from the Design Department of Clem Group were going to check into the Noretin hotel seven days in advance to start preparing for the Design Competition.

The night before Mona left for Noretin, Maxwell got off work early.

He watched Mona pack her luggage. When he saw Mona carrying something, he would quickly give her a pair of hands. His expression was filled with unhappiness.

Mona noticed his unhappy expression, and her heart skipped slightly. She could not bear to part with Maxwell either.

After Mona finished packing her luggage, she sat on the sofa and looked at Maxwell, who was sitting beside her. She extended her arm to him.

"Maxwell, please massage my arm. I'm sore," Mona said coquettishly.

Maxwell grabbed Mona's slender arm. He massaged her arm a few times as told.

Her arms were very thin, and Maxwell could wrap her wrist with one palm. She was wearing a homely short-sleeved shirt, and her skin was very smooth. Maxwell could not stop touching her.

"Is it comfortable?" Maxwell asked after massaging it for a while.