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.

to Isabella, he turned and left while

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

Isabella out of his

and soft when he turned

"Mm…”

rang

was about to kick the person next to him

was stunned when he

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

know he would see

came back to the

was that she seemed to have taken a shower before sleeping because she was in

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

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 look

glistening lips was pouting,

he had sex with her, he couldn't have

desire was that

he always found chances to take advantage of

now was a

now, he was in a dilemma of whether

times, he was worried that she wouldn't trust him anymore

Isabella had never trusted

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

stopped hesitating and pressed his

getting warm and opened

once, she met Maxwell's eyes that were

the start, Maxwell had expected that

body is more

bewitching, and his words made Isabella

in a daze, Isabella

once she woke up, obedience

didn't know was that Isabella was a person whose hangover could last

liquor that she had drunk yesterday was too strong, so she

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

"Is it comfortable?"

in a gentle voice that he wasn't even

and put her hands around

her head to fix her bright gaze on

was particularly tempting and

to spend more time inside her, he couldn't

Isabella woke up, the sky

it was going to explode, but her body was also sore as if she had

she

to wait outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked on the door and

the bed with her head in

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