Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

"Madam, Mr.Sharp has gone upstairs,’ Tyler informed Isabella.

Nodding her head, she carried two plates of pasta up the stairs.She thought they were in the study, but Kyra pointed to her room.Widening her eyes in shock, Isabella couldn't believe it.

Did he just take the woman into their room so openly? Suppressing her anger, Isabella strode to the door with the food in hand.

Kyra helped her hold one plate while she took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Mr.Sharp, supper's ready."

After a few minutes, the door opened.It was the woman, but now she was wrapped in only a bath towel.

Her exquisite little dress was no longer on her body, and from the open door, Isabella could see the dim yellow lights in the room.

"Are you trying to make me fat with such greasy food? Take it away, I'm not eating!"

The woman looked at the pasta in Isabella's hand and cringed in disgust.

Looking back at the woman, Isabella uttered softly, "Mr.Sharp..."

"He's not eating either.It was me who wanted to have supper anyway.’ The woman waved her hand with a look of disdain.

Hearing that, Isabella nodded and left with the food.Once she left, the door slammed shut.

Can you prepare a guest room

as she walked down

asked someone to prepare a room.Let

in response

minute.’ Kyra didn't know

she dished the pasta into

spacious kitchen, several chefs

were actually pretty

the

to finish

was about to wash the dishes, one of the maids came forward to take

and rest.Leave the dishes to

refuse.She then followed

eating too much,

had work tomorrow, so she decided to

in two years, so she just needed

the bathroom and looked at the woman, who

His eyes turned cold.

seem to

you ask me to feed your desire? I can't let you down.’ The woman stood up and walked towards Maxwell as she slowly removed the bath towel

"Where's supper?"