Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

Chapter 8: Traces That Can't Be Washed Away 

When Isabella woke up the next morning, Maxwell was no longer by her side, but the lingering warmth on the other side of the bed reminded her everything that happened last night wasn't a dream.

Although she desperately hoped it was a nightmare, her sore body was solid evidence that she had lost her virginity.

Last night, she didn't know how many times she fainted while Maxwell tormented her body and soul as though a greedy beast.

Struggling to get up from the bed, she went to the bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the cold water fall on her body.

All the marks and bruises on her body were proof that she and Maxwell had had sex.

No matter how hard she scrubbed her body, she couldn't wash them away.

"Breakfast is ready, Madam."

Kyra's voice rang outside, making Isabella pause her actions.

"Okay."

Isabella tried her best to make her voice sound normal.

Then, she quickly tidied herself up and looked at her naked body in front of the huge mirror.

Every mark on her body was an eyesore that she couldn't ignore.

already prepared

what Maxwell had given her yesterday,

changing her clothes, she opened the

led her to the dining room, Madam Sharp and Maxwell were

glance at her, Maxwell put down the newspaper

have breakfast

fists clenched,

"I see."

Max.So what's wrong with her sleeping

looked at Maxwell disapprovingly and then

hadn't known each other before this, Isabella would

no longer face Madam Sharp with the same emotions she had the first

Sharp, Isabella was going to walk to her seat at the dining table when Maxwell said

looked at Maxwell in

didn't say anything and only let

Didn't I ask you to take

in a high-pitched voice as

his gaze to his grandma and replied, "Just have your

her bottom lip

a bright smile on her face, she greeted, "Good morning, Grandma,

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