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 turned and left while thinking whether he had been drunk through smelling

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

his mind,

touched something warm and soft when he

"Mm…”

snort rang beside his

immediately, Maxwell opened his eyes and was about

stunned when he found

thought it was a brazen woman who wished to have

know he would

when she came back to the room and

seemed to have taken a shower before sleeping because

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

strength and

at her glistening lips was pouting,

since he had sex with

he held back his desire was that he was still angry about her

he always found chances

right now was

was in a dilemma of whether he should have sex

he was worried that she wouldn't

had never trusted him in

hold back his desire? It was Isabella who came

stopped hesitating and pressed his body

getting warm and opened

met Maxwell's eyes

expected

more honest than

were bewitching, and his words

daze, Isabella didn't refuse

Maxwell had thought about Isabella's possible reactions once she woke up, obedience wasn't on the

was a person whose hangover

yesterday was too strong, so she was still in a

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

"Is it comfortable?"

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

response, Isabella nodded and put

bright gaze on him, she moaned

was particularly tempting and

to spend more time inside her, he

the sky

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

head, she moaned

wait outside for Isabella to wake up, she

her head in

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