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.

prepared clean

her yesterday, they were at least within

clothes, she opened the door

led her to the dining room, Madam Sharp and

at her, Maxwell put down the

we have breakfast at

her fists clenched, Isabella

"I see."

have been tired last night, Max.So what's wrong with

Maxwell disapprovingly and then turned to

hadn't known each other before this, Isabella

could no longer face Madam Sharp with the same emotions

walk to her seat at the

looked at Maxwell in

only let the servants continue serving Madam Sharp for

you doing, Max? Didn't I ask you to take care

Sharp asked in a high-pitched voice as she

Maxwell turned his gaze to his grandma and replied, "Just

her fists tighter, Isabella bit her bottom

smile on

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