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.

Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he turned

back upstairs, he calmed down and didn't feel as

out of his

he touched something warm and soft

"Mm…”

soft snort rang

Maxwell opened his eyes and was about to kick the person next

was stunned when he found out

thought it was a brazen woman who

he would see Isabella sleeping soundly

came back to

most confusing part was that she seemed to have taken a shower

was the case, was she sober or drunk during the shower? Her skin was so fair and smooth that a light bump

his strength and left marks

her glistening lips was pouting,

had sex with her, he

back his desire was that

always found chances to take advantage of

erection right now was

dilemma of whether he should have sex

times, he was worried that

had never trusted him

should he hold back his desire? It was Isabella who came to his bed and

Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed his body against

body was getting warm and opened her eyes in

once, she met Maxwell's eyes that were burning

expected

is more honest

dark, black eyes were bewitching, and his words made Isabella blush

in a daze,

reactions once she woke up, obedience wasn't

was a person

she had drunk yesterday was too strong, so she was still in

she was able to take a shower and walk back to

"Is it comfortable?"

watery eyes and asked in a gentle voice that he

Isabella nodded and put her

on him, she moaned

was particularly tempting and

more time inside her, he

woke up, the sky was completely

her head aching as if it was going to explode, but her

head, she moaned in

orders from Maxwell to wait outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked on the door and walked in

the bed with her head in her hands, Kyra couldn't

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