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.

prepare a guest room

requested as she walked

asked someone to prepare a room.Let me

in response and looked

me a minute.’ Kyra didn't know what Isabella was going

she dished the pasta into one big plate, picked up a fork, and

several chefs were stunned by

were

waste the food and throw it in the

she decided to finish it by

and was about to wash the dishes, one

go and rest.Leave

refuse.She then followed Kyra

eating too much,

she had work tomorrow,

over in two years, so she just needed

the same time, Maxwell came out of the bathroom and looked

His eyes turned cold.

seem to know your

The woman stood up and walked towards Maxwell as she

"Where's supper?"