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.

like a child now? Throwing the blanket to

he calmed down and didn't feel as angry as he had

his mind, he

something warm and soft

"Mm…”

snort rang beside his

opened his eyes and was about

he

was a brazen woman who wished to have

he know he would see Isabella sleeping soundly beside

came back to the room and slept next

have taken a shower before sleeping

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

he couldn't control his strength and left marks and bruises on her body,

at her glistening lips

had sex with her, he couldn't have

was that he was still

he always found chances

right now was

of whether he should

broken his promise too many times, he was worried that she wouldn't trust him

never trusted him in

was Isabella who came to his bed and he wasn't a saint

hesitating

was getting warm and opened

once, she met Maxwell's eyes that were

the start, Maxwell had expected that Isabella would

body is more

eyes were bewitching, and his

a daze, Isabella didn't

reactions once she woke up, obedience

was that Isabella was a person whose hangover could last for two

so she was still in a state of

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

"Is it comfortable?"

looked at Isabella's watery eyes and asked in a gentle voice that he wasn't

Isabella nodded and put her hands around

her bright gaze on him, she

was

spend more time inside her,

woke up, the sky

it was going to explode, but

her head, she moaned

outside for Isabella to wake up,

bed with her head in her hands,

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