GoodNovelup, Unlock the content CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE have lunch, and go to work. Don't you know it's the end of the year now, and there are many things to do in the company?" Mona asked. "The dignified head of the Clem Group doesn't have the Clem Group on his mind. It's already this late, and he's 'still sleeping. If word gets out, it'll be a laughing stock!' "Mona, I'll give you a chance. Get out and helpclose the door. This way, I can pretend nothing has happened," Maxwell said while suppressing his urge to hit someone.
"Then I'll repeat myself. Maxwell, get up, have lunch, and go to work," said Mona.
Maxwell's eyes met Mona's defiant eyes. The anger brewing in him since last night suddenly erupted.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis large hand lifted open the blanket, storming over to Mona. He pressed down on her shoulder, forcing her back against the wall. He then raised his fist to make it clear that if Mona dared to say one more word, his fist would cdown and strike her face. Mona felt a flicker of fear, but her gaze remained defiant, unafraid of Maxwell's threatening stare. "What? Are you really going to hit me?" "Yes, Mona. If you dare say another word and demand anything fromagain, my fist will hit your face." After speaking, 1/3.
16:56 Mon, Dec 9 Chapter 335 Maxwell worried Mona might not take him seriously and emphasized, "I'm not joking. I mean what I say." Then, angrily, he let go of Mona. After their intense confrontation, Maxwell had lost any urge to sleep. He shot Mona one more furious glance before storming into the bathroom attached to the room.
Left alone, Mona's back was pressed against the wall as she watched the figure slowly disappear from her sight. Mona felt her heart ache even more. If the person before her eyes was really Maxwell, her thoughts were wrong and she knew how to face him now.
Mona had seen it clearly just now. Maxwell had wanted to hit her In Mona's understanding, domestic violence happens once and then countless times after. Such a man was someone she could never tolerate in her life.
Dragging her exhausted body, Mona went to the dining table downstairs. The delicious food had already been served by the servants, filling the air with a tempting aroma. Mona's eyes were fixed on the food, but her thoughts had drifted far away, lost in her mind. Soon, Maxwell cdown after taking a shower. He pulled out a chair and made an ear-piercing sound that made Mona's scalp tingle.
"What's the matter? Just hearing that sound makes you uncomfortable? You don't even think about how you disturb my sleep every day. Do you know how irritated that makes me?" Maxwell sneered. 'Seeing your frightened expression, I was kind enough to let you share a room with him. Instead of being grateful, you kept interrupting my sleep. You're really great!' "Do the right thing at the right time. I can't just watch you sleep at hduring the day and not go to the office," Mona replied. 'If Grandpa discovers, he'll definitely get angry and be displeased with Maxwell' "Alright, what you said makes sense. I'm impressed." After Maxwell finished speaking, Mona did not say anything else seeing his mocking expression.
The two finished their lunch quietly. Mona did not have much of an appetite. The food was tasteless when she was eating.
After lunch, Maxwell left without saying anything to Mona. Mona guessed he had left for office.
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In the afternoon, Mona spent her tin a daze. She did not want to sleep, nor could she fall asleep. She noticed that it had started to drizzle outside and as she sat in her room's chair, she aimlessly watched the light rainfall, which brought her a sense of tranquility. Suddenly, she realized that the rainfall in Nathontown this year seemed particularly abundant. It felt like it had been continuous since autumn began,
As the sky slowly darkened, a flash of lightning illuminated much of the sky, and Mona realized she had been lost om in thought for a long time. Instinctively, she picked up her phone to check the tand was shocked to see it was already ten o'clock at night. The afternoon had slipped away without her noticing, and Maxwell still had not chome. She did not want to wait for him any longer; she dragged her weary body to take a shower, then comfortably snuggled under the blanket. After spending another couple of days in a haze, Mona finally received the message she had been eagerly anticipating; it was from Nigel.
[Madam, the people sent to Welintern have returned. They reported that they questioned the doctor using different methodsland clarified the situation. The current president is indeed the president; it's just that he's lost his memory. The results of the fingerprint analysis haven't cin yet, but probably tomorrow.] Mona looked at Nigel's message in disbelief. 'Does he mean the person by my side is Maxwell? And I'm just overthinking. Is that so?' 2/3 O 16:56 Mon, Dec 9 G ti
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