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Upon hearing Mona's words, Maxwell nodded. "It's possible. I also think that Juliet is very likely. Donald has been raised by Richard since he was young. I don't think it's very likely."

Mona said, "That's true. You know them better than I do. Then let's test her after Richard's funeral!"

Maxwell nodded. "Alright, I'll get Nigel to investigate the Carter family's people and see if he can find anything."

"Maxwell, don't be too sad. You can tell me if you're unhappy. I'm always here." Mona raised her head and looked into Maxwell's eyes.

"I'm not sad anymore. It's just that I suddenly dreamed of the past and felt a little frustrated. I'm fine now. Go to sleep. I looked at the time just now. It's already past two o'clock," Maxwell said as he tucked Mona in. It was cold and he was afraid that Mona would fall sick. In fact, Maxwell was still a little sad about Richard's death, but it was not to the point of being uncontrollable. After all, he had spent a long time with Richard. Humans were all emotional!

Suddenly, he dreamed of Richard. When he opened his eyes, Maxwell felt the emotions that he had suppressed in the Carter family. No one really cared about him, but everyone was especially warm to him on the surface. He hated this kind of hypocritical kinship. "Alright, hubby, good night!" As soon as she finished speaking, Mona raised her head and kissed Maxwell's chin. Then, she buried her face in Maxwell's arms and quickly fell asleep.

With Mona in Maxwell's arms, he felt very at ease. Thinking about how good Mona was, Maxwell gradually fell asleep.

The two of them had a peaceful night.

The result of waking up in the middle of the night was that both of them had dark circles under their eyes in the morning, especially Mona. Her skin was especially fair, and there were dark circles under her eyes.

Just like that, after the two of them woke up, Mona looked at herself in the mirror, then looked at Maxwell and smiled foolishly at him.

"Why are you smiling? Doesn't it feel uncomfortable to stay up late? After accompanying your grandparents for breakfast, go home and take a nap." Maxwell's hand touched Mona's smooth hair.

Mona was still smiling. "How dare you say that? Did you not see the dark circles under your eyes? They're also very dark, just like mine."

Seeing Mona's smiling face early in the morning, Maxwell felt refreshed. He did not feel tired at all from staying up late.

He touched Mona's smooth hair and suddenly thought of something. "The last time I saw you, your bun was quite cute. Why don't I tie your hair into a bun today?"

Her hair was silky smooth. Maxwell looked closely and couldn't spot a single split end. It cascaded down her back, shimmering under the light, captivating him completely. "Do you

know how?" Mona asked curiously. She did not know that Maxwell could tie her hair and even bun it up!

"You're here, aren't you? Teach me. I'll master it as soon as I learn it," Maxwell said confidently.

He had learned how to button Mona's underwear with one hand after practicing a few times. Before that, he was very curious.

"Alright, then help me tie my hair into a high ponytail first. Do you know how to do this?" Mona asked. She believed in

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"Yes, I've seen you do that before." As Maxwell spoke, he had already begun to tie Mona's hair into a high ponytail. His eyes were fixed on a certain height as he combed Mona's hair. Her hair felt a little numb and comfortable in Maxwell's hand.

After combing it with a wooden comb, Maxwell felt that it was enough and put a rubber band on her hair.

"How many loops do you usually tie with this hair tie? I feel like two loops are too loose, but three are too tight. Maybe you need a new one," Maxwell suggested.

"Three, you don't have to be so careful. I won't blame you if I lose one or two strands of hair." Mona thought about how careful Maxwell was just now and felt that he had been too careful.

Maxwell nodded like a student listening attentively. However, he was still very gentle with Mona's hair.

After finishing the last part, Maxwell looked at the high ponytail he had combed for Mona and was very satisfied.

Mona looked at herself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. "After the high ponytail is done, curl my hair in your hand and circle it. This is not easy to explain. I'll show you." As she spoke, the ponytail had already nimbly changed its style in her hands. Mona experimented to the last step. She was just short of putting on a rubber band and then letting it go. Her hair became a soft ponytail again.

"Did you understand?" asked Mona.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"I'll try." As he spoke, Maxwell grabbed her ponytail, twirling it around his fingers. Quickly, he fashioned it into a bun atop Mona's head. Satisfied with the look, he secured it with the hair tie.

Looking at Mona, he nodded in satisfaction. "It looks good. I tied it up. If you wake up early in the future, I'll help you comb your hair!"

Maxwell looked at the bun from different angles, growing more pleased with each view. He carefully adjusted the stray hairs around Mona's forehead, demonstrating a strong aptitude for learning quickly.

"I can't tie my hair into a bun every day." Most of the time, Mona liked to wear her hair down so that her scalp would not be

tense.

"Then look for me when you want to tie it into a bun. See if my prick looks better than yours. This bun is very round today," Maxwell praised himself.

Mona looked at herself in the mirror again. She was pretty, and with her hair tied into a bun, she looked especially playful, Although she did not want to admit it, Maxwell did a good job. His learning ability was really good.

"Alright, you're amazing. I'll ask for your help in the future." Mon reached out and fluffed up her hair. That way, it looked even better.

During breakfast, Bernard didn't notice that Maxwell had been staring at Mona's bun, but Jane had sharp eyes and saw it at a glance. "Mona, your hair is in a good bun today. It looks good."

"Really? Let me see," As soon as Jane said that, Bernard noticed Mona's hairstyle and nodded. "It's not bad. You look a few years younger. Jane, why don't you have one too? Just like Mona

"Me? Jane waved her hand and said, "This doesn't suit me. Think about how old I am."

"Thank you for praising me. Maxwell helped me tie my hair today," Mona said proudly, =

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She did not mind showing off her love in front of Bernard and Jane, After all, this was something Bernard and Jane often did.

Mona still remembered coming home early from school one day, back when she was in high school. She walked in to see Bernard massaging Jane's legs. Jane was holding some fruit and watching TV, occasionally commenting that Bernard was either using too much or too little force. Bernard would simply nod and adjust his technique accordingly.

As she quietly walked upstairs, neither of them noticed her.

At that time, Mona was wondering if Teddy would be willing to massage her legs when she was old. The answer was uncertain.

However, things were different now. She knew that Maxwell would definitely do it.