The Queen's Back

Mona felt it did not matter who Ava's boyfriend was as long as Ava was happy.

She still remembered the period when Ava was drunk, constantly crying, and depressed because of Bud. Ava had finally broken free from the bad situation.

If Ava knew nothing had happened between Bud and Chelsea, she would have been upset for nothing.

However, after giving careful consideration, Mona decided to tell Ava the truth. It was Ava's life. She should not make the decision for Ava.

After thinking it through, Mona immediately sent Ava WhatsApp.

[Ava, there's something I've thought about for a long time and decided to tell you.

[Chelly was Chelsea. She did not die from the heart attack. Instead, she recovered with Gordon's help. Besides, Bud has been deceived by her. There was nothing between him and Chelsea.] After sending Mona the message, she turned off her phone and leaned her head on Maxwell's shoulder.

If Chelsea had not intervened in the relationship between Ava and Bud, Mona knew that Ava would not have given up on Bud.

It was because Bud was Ava's first love.

However, Ava completely gave up on her feelings for Bud because of Chelsea's evil plan. Mona did not know how their relationship would turn out in the future.

"Are you still worried about your best friend?" Maxwell tucked Mona's hair behind her ear.

Mona nodded. "I feel that it's a pity that the two of them lost each other."

It was pity because Ava used to like Bud so much. If Ava realized she had misunderstood him after giving up on their relationship, she must be regretful.

"If they really like each other, they will still be together no matter what hardships they go through"

As Maxwell spoke, he picked Mona up from the sofa with his strong arms, placing her on his lap. Mona subconsciously hugged Maxwell's neck. "Why didn't you say anything when you picked me up?" Maxwell wrapped his arm around Mona's waist and looked into her eyes. "Let's talk about it next time." As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed Mona's lips, and his hands began to caress Mona's body. Slowly, their lips met. Their breaths melted into each other.

A moment later, Maxwell bit Mona's earlobe and said in a low voice, "I miss you."

Mona knew very well what Maxwell meant. She blushed and wrapped her arms around his neck.

She sat on his lap limply. She was carried to the big bed by Maxwell.

Mona leaned softly against his shoulder. She was wearing bright red pajamas. It was very big and draped loosely over her body.

Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were misty as she quietly looked at the television in front of her that had been turned off.

Mona was placed on the pure white bed by Maxwell. Her thick black hair fell down, forming a sharp contrast with the color of the bedsheets. The scene was very eye-catching.

Her mind was blank. She was like a porcelain doll in the show cabinet. She was both precious and fragile.

Maxwell quietly bent over in front of her. He kissed her attentively, not missing even the single mole near her collarbone.

After a while, Maxwell suddenly had an idea. It would be good if they had a small child who looked like Mona and him.

"Honey, turn off the lights!" Mona said shyly.

For some reason, she felt a little nervous being stared at by Maxwell.

Even though they had been together for a long time.

When Maxwell heard Mona's voice, he lost his train of thoughts. He reached out his arm and turned off the lights in the room, leaving only the warm nightlight beside the bed. The atmosphere created by the warm lights was very romantic.

Maxwell pressed his lips against Mona's ear and said softly, "Mona, I want to have a child with you tonight."

It did not seem to be a whim. Since the day he and Mona registered their marriage, he had fantasized about their child.

Mona's skin was very sensitive,

especially her earlobes. At that moment, they were already completely red. She slightly avoided Maxwell. "Let's talk about the child later We'll talk about it after we'reCopyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

less busy."

To be honest, Mona had not thought about children. She was not sure if she was a good mother. Besides, she had been very busy recently, and she had not put many thoughts about it. "Alright, we'll discuss about children after you're done with your work," Maxwell said with a little disappointment.

When Mona saw Maxwell's hand reaching into her pajamas, her lips curled up slightly. She tried to avoid his touch and moved to the side but was pulled back by Maxwell.

For some reason, Maxwell was exceptionally gentle, allowing Mona to experience a comfort that she had never experienced before.

Soon, there were no more chatters in the room. There were only the faint sounds of friction and movement.

In the end, Mona felt that she did not have much stamina left. She rested her arm weakly on Maxwell's shoulder and gradually fell asleep.

Meanwhile, Maxwell was like a lazy lion. He was relaxed yet full of danger. In the end, he voiced his thoughts.

"When we have a daughter in the

future, it's the best if her eyes are like yours. They would be

almond-shaped. When others look at her, they'll be captivated by her Her nose should also be like yours. It's tiny and petite, like a miniature version of yours. She'll definitely be a doting little girl."

Mona's slender fingers sank into Maxwell's firm shoulder muscles. Her other hand gripped the pillow tightly. In a daze, her red lips parted slightly, and she said with a broken voice, "Yes, the child will look like you too."

"Mona, that's great. Let's make a deal. After you finish with your work, we'll have a baby."

After saying that, Maxwell's lips curled up slightly. His hand tightly wrapped around Mona's waist, and he did not continue talking. Instead, he lowered his head and continued to kiss her.

*****

At the same moment, in the Ray residence.

Bud sat alone at home. He held a cigarette in his hand. Cigarette smoke filled the air. He looked at the WhatsApp message sent by Maxwell with a cold gaze.

After a while, Bud threw the phone to the ground forcefully. The phone screen was immediately smashed into pieces, and there was a loud bang in the quiet room. But even so, it could not dispel the anger in his heart.

Bud did not sleep the entire night. Before dawn, he drove straight to Ava's house. He sat in the car, smoking and staring at the apartment in front of him.

He sat there until the scorching sun shone on the ground, giving off a depressing vibe that created a suffocating atmosphere.

Ava went to work on time. She saw Bud when she walked out of the door.

As Bud had not slept the entire night, his eyes were a little red, and his chin was stubbled. His clothes were from yesterday, and he looked a little disheveled.