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.

the blanket to Isabella, he

calmed down and didn't feel as angry as he

his mind, he fell

warm and soft when

"Mm…”

rang

opened his eyes and was about to kick the person

stunned when he found

it was a brazen woman who wished

would see

had no idea when she came back

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

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

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

lips was pouting, Maxwell was

since he had sex with her,

desire was that he was still angry about her

he always found chances to take advantage

now was a

dilemma of whether he should have sex

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

Isabella had never trusted him

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

hesitating and pressed

warm and opened

once, she met Maxwell's eyes that were

Maxwell had expected

body is more honest

eyes were bewitching, and

in a daze, Isabella

once she woke up, obedience

know was that Isabella was a person whose hangover could

strong, so she was still in

take a shower and walk back

"Is it comfortable?"

asked in a

and put her hands

head to fix her bright gaze on

Maxwell, this was particularly tempting

he wished to spend more time inside her, he

up, the sky was

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

her head, she moaned in

Kyra had received orders from Maxwell to wait outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked on the door and

rolling on the bed with her head in her hands, Kyra

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