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 and left while thinking whether

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

his mind, he fell

dawn, he touched something warm and soft when

"Mm…”

rang beside his

about to kick the person

he

brazen woman who wished to

would see Isabella

came back to the room and slept next

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 would get her

he had sex with her, he couldn't control his strength and

glistening lips

he had sex with her, he couldn't

desire was

found chances to take

erection right now was a

was in a dilemma of

he had broken his promise too many times, he was worried that she

had never trusted

he hold back his desire? It was Isabella who

stopped hesitating and pressed his

her body was getting warm and

eyes that were

expected that Isabella would wake

body is more honest

bewitching, and his words made

in a daze, Isabella

once she woke up,

a person whose

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

and walk back to the bed was thanks

"Is it comfortable?"

watery eyes and asked in a gentle voice that

Isabella nodded and put her hands

her bright gaze on him, she

was particularly tempting

more time inside her, he couldn't hold

up, the

head aching as if it was going to explode, but

her head, she moaned

received orders from Maxwell to wait outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked on

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

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