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 didn't

Isabella out of his

touched something warm and soft

"Mm…”

soft snort rang

was about to kick the person next to him

when he found out who

he thought it was a brazen woman who wished to have a fling with

he know he would see Isabella sleeping soundly

she came back

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

during the shower? Her skin was so fair

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

her glistening lips was pouting,

he had sex with

desire was that he was still angry

he always found chances to

erection right now

in a dilemma of whether he should have sex with

he was worried

Isabella had never trusted him in the

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

this, Maxwell stopped hesitating

getting warm and opened

she met Maxwell's eyes that were burning

Maxwell had expected that

more honest than your

and his words

daze, Isabella didn't refuse him this

Isabella's possible reactions once she woke up,

was that Isabella was a person whose hangover could

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

shower and walk back to the bed was thanks to

"Is it comfortable?"

and asked in a

and put her hands around his

gaze on him, she moaned with

was particularly tempting and

wished to spend more time inside her, he couldn't hold

Isabella woke up, the sky was

to explode, but her body was

she moaned

outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked on the

her head in her hands,

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