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

had given her yesterday, they were

clothes, she opened the door and went

Madam Sharp and Maxwell were already sitting

her, Maxwell put down

in mind we have breakfast at 8

fists clenched,

"I see."

Max.So what's wrong with her

looked at Maxwell disapprovingly and then turned to wink

other before this, Isabella would have found Madam Sharp's

longer face Madam Sharp with the

walk to her seat at the dining table when Maxwell said coldly,

looked at Maxwell in

and only let the servants continue serving Madam Sharp

Max? Didn't I ask you to take care of Bella? This isn't

asked in a high-pitched voice

his grandma and replied, "Just have your

her fists tighter, Isabella bit her bottom lip

on her face, she greeted,

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