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.

blanket to Isabella, he turned and left while thinking whether he had been drunk

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

out of his mind, he

he touched something warm and soft when

"Mm…”

rang beside

was about to kick the person

he was stunned when he found

it was a brazen woman

would

came back to the

to have taken a shower before sleeping

sober or drunk during the shower? Her skin was so fair and smooth that a

his strength and left marks

at her glistening lips was pouting, Maxwell was

had sex with her, he

back his desire was that he was still angry about her words

he always found chances to take advantage of

erection right now was

of whether he should have sex

many times, he was worried that she wouldn't trust him anymore if he did it

had never trusted him in the first

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

hesitating

getting warm and opened her eyes

Maxwell's eyes

expected that Isabella would wake

body is more

eyes were bewitching, and his words made

a daze, Isabella didn't

Isabella's possible reactions once she

Isabella was a person whose

she was still

take a shower and walk back

"Is it comfortable?"

in

put her hands

her head to fix her bright gaze on him, she moaned with

was particularly

spend more time inside her, he

Isabella woke up, the sky was completely

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

she moaned

outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked

her head in her hands, Kyra couldn't help

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