Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

Chapter 27: Mr.Sharp's Revenge 

Throwing his branded suit away, Maxwell soaked himself in the bathtub and felt annoyed upon thinking about Isabella, who was wildly drunk downstairs now.

When he came out of the bath, he ignored Isabella and went straight to the bed to rest.

However, he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning for a long while.

Casting a glance at the clock, he found it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

As it was still early spring, the weather would be a little cold at night, but the heater in the mansion shouldn't freeze Isabella.

Despite thinking of this, he still got up from the bed and walked downstairs for water.

There was no one downstairs at this moment.

Although the kitchen was near, Maxwell couldn't help but turn and walk toward the dimmed dining room.

The servants were obedient because Isabella was now sleeping in the dining room as he had ordered.

But they not only had left her there, but also had brought her a soft mattress and a warm blanket.

To be frank, it was no different from sleeping in the room.

Some loyal servants he had.

He sighed.

What charm did Isabella have? How did she manage to have such a good relationship with the servants after only moving in for a few days? Most importantly, how could she sleep so soundly whereas he couldn't fall asleep at all? Pulling a chair and sitting opposite her, Maxwell fixed his gaze on her and became more annoyed.

Thinking of this, he walked to Isabella's side and kicked her, but she turned over and ignored him.

Suppressing his anger, he pushed her a few more times, but she didn't even flinch and slept like a log.

Hence, he took her blanket away and watched her curl herself up due to coldness.

Soon, she opened her eyes in a daze.

"Why are you in my room?"

Isabella looked up at Maxwell, who had a cold expression, and asked.

Hearing this, Maxwell was exasperated.

"Are you so drunk that you can't remember anything at all?"

Sleepy, Isabella shook her head and pulled the blanket from him, saying, "I'm going to sleep.Get out now."

From her rude attitude, It seemed she was still drunk.

Seeing her fall asleep again, Maxwell suddenly felt a little confused.

behaving like a child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he turned and left

was back upstairs, he calmed down and didn't feel as angry as he had been

of his mind,

warm and

"Mm…”

rang

was about to kick

he found out

thought it was a brazen woman who wished to have a fling

would see Isabella sleeping soundly

back to the

taken a shower before sleeping because she was in a bathrobe

Her skin was so fair and smooth that a light bump would get

sex with her, he couldn't control his strength and left marks and bruises on her body, which were so conspicuous and implicit that made her

at her glistening lips was pouting,

with her, he couldn't have

held back his desire was that he

chances to take advantage

right now

was in a dilemma of whether he

was worried that she wouldn't trust him anymore if he did

never trusted

he hold back his desire? It was Isabella who came to his bed and he wasn't a saint

hesitating

body was getting warm and opened

met Maxwell's eyes

Maxwell had expected that Isabella would

is more honest than your

eyes were bewitching, and his

in comfort in a daze, Isabella

Isabella's possible reactions once she woke up,

a person whose hangover could last for

had drunk yesterday was too strong, so she was still in a state of confusion, which explained

reason why she was able to take a shower and walk back to the bed was thanks to

"Is it comfortable?"

and asked in a gentle voice

response, Isabella nodded and put her hands

head to fix her bright gaze on him,

this was

inside her, he couldn't hold back

Isabella woke up, the

was going to explode, but her body was also sore

she moaned

from Maxwell to wait outside for Isabella to wake up,

with her head in her hands, Kyra couldn't help but laugh

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