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.

was he behaving like a child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he

didn't feel as

out of his mind, he

he touched something warm and soft when he turned in his

"Mm…”

rang

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

was stunned when he

a brazen woman who wished to

would see Isabella

back to the room and slept

have taken

Her skin was so fair and smooth that a light bump would

because every time he had sex with her, he couldn't control his strength and left marks and bruises on her body, which were so conspicuous and implicit

at her glistening lips was

had sex with her, he couldn't

reason why he held back his desire was that

found chances to

right now was a

a dilemma of whether he should have sex

worried that she wouldn't

Isabella had never trusted

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

this, Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed

warm and opened

she met Maxwell's eyes that were burning with

expected

is more honest

and his words made Isabella blush

in comfort in a daze, Isabella didn't refuse him

about Isabella's possible reactions once she woke up, obedience wasn't on

was that Isabella was a person whose hangover could

too strong, so she was still in

shower and walk back

"Is it comfortable?"

at Isabella's watery eyes and asked in a

and put her hands

her head to fix her bright gaze on

was particularly tempting and

her, he couldn't hold

Isabella woke up, the sky

explode, but her body was also sore as if she

head, she moaned in

wake up, she knocked on the door and walked in

bed with her head

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