The Queen's Back (Mona and Maxwell) novel Chapter 273

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Mona sensed Maxwell’s unhappiness. Before he walked in, Mona smiled and went out to welcome him. 

It was already late autumn and the temperature was still a little low. Mona was wearing a sweater that she had designed herself today. It was light yellow and matched with jeans designed by Elara. When she was drawing the design today, she felt that her hair was a little in the way, so her hair was tied up into a high bun, making her look playful and cute. 

As soon as Mona came out, Maxwell’s eyes never left her. For a moment, Maxwell saw the Mona from high school. She was sunny, bright, and beautiful. However, these things never appeared in front of him. They did not belong to her. Every time she saw him, she would look afraid. This made Maxwell think that he must look very scary. 

Later on, many girls confessed to him. Only then did he realize that he wasn’t scary–looking. It was just that Mona didn’t like 

him. 

However, it was different now. Mona belonged to him. His heart instantly felt warm. 

Mona held Maxwell’s strong hand and said with a smile, “What are you waiting for? Come in quickly. It looks like it’s going to rain soon.” 

Nathontown’s late autumn was like this. There were more rainy days and it was already evening. Dark clouds filled the sky and the wind blew. It was a little gloomy and cold. 

Maxwell nodded. He held Mona’s seemingly boneless hand and walked home. 

After being married to Mona for such a long time, Maxwell finally felt like home. Every time he returned home and saw Mona, his bad mood would naturally turn into a good one. 

These days, Maxwell had a lot of work to do. It was usually already six o’clock when he returned home. Mona had already prepared the ingredients and was just waiting for Maxwell to return home and stir–fry them. 

It was not that Mona was lazy and did not want to cook. It was just that Maxwell did not agree with her doing these things. Her slender hands were fair and tender. Maxwell felt that her hands should not be doing these chores. Her hands were used to hold brushes. 

When cooking, if she was accidentally splashed by hot oil and she did not feel heartache, Maxwell would. 

Seeing that he was working hard and wanted to help him, Mona cooked the pasta and cut the vegetables in advance, and wait for him to come back to cook. This way, it was just right. 

Maxwell was also afraid that he would interfere too much and Mona would feel uncomfortable, so he had no rejections when Mona occasionally sent him a meal and had a gathering with her friends at home. 

Mona tied the apron strap for Maxwell, and Maxwell skillfully started the fire. After the pot was heated, he added oil, then added onions, ginger, and garlic. After stir–frying each flavor, he added the dishes that needed to be stir–fried. 

When Maxwell was cooking, Mona skillfully handed Maxwell what he needed. Then, after the dishes were cooked, she would secretly take a bite. Then, she smiled and narrowed her almond–shaped eyes, praising Maxwell, “It’s so delicious, Maxwell. Your culinary skills have improved again.” 

Then, she would feed it to Maxwell to try. After seeing Maxwell nod, she was like a gluttonous little mouse, secretly taking a bite. 

It was not that they could not afford to hire a maid. It was just that Mona and Maxwell were willing to cook for themselves, This was mainly a part of their lives and was beneficial to their relationship. 

After all, the food he made tasted different. There was satisfaction and pride in it. 

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Hattie cooked when Maxwell had to go out to socialize at night or be on a business trip. Mona did not like to waste food and could not eat much alone, so she would ask Hattie to eat with her. 

Hattie told her colleagues about the situation in Maxwell’s house. Every day, she had a lot of her own time but her salary was the same as theirs. Her colleagues envied her. Their employers were hard to please and picky about food. There were a few times when they made new food that did not match their employers‘ appetites and had to cook again. 

After Mona and Maxwell finished dinner and showered, Maxwell dried Mona’s hair as usual. In the past year and a half, she had cut her hair once. Now, her hair reached her lower back. After showering, it naturally hung down behind her, making her face only the size of a palm. 

Mona enjoyed the process of Maxwell drying her hair, especially when his fingers massaged her scalp. It was numb and very comfortable. 

“Maxwell, did something make you unhappy again today?” Mona looked up at Maxwell and asked. 

Maxwell met Mona’s almond–shaped eyes from afar. They were especially clear, like the lake water. Originally, Maxwell did not intend to tell her that Richard was looking for him. If she knew, she would also be troubled. But now, Maxwell knew that he could not lie to her. 

He nodded gently. “You are really smart!”