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 turned and left while thinking whether

didn't feel as angry

Isabella out of his mind, he

warm and soft when he

"Mm…”

soft snort rang

Maxwell opened his eyes and was about to kick

stunned when he found

he thought it was a brazen woman who wished to have

he would see Isabella sleeping soundly beside

when she came back to the room and slept

she seemed to have taken

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

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

her glistening lips was

he had sex with

desire was that he was still angry

chances to take advantage of

erection right now

of whether he should have sex

many times, he was worried that

Isabella had never trusted

why should he hold back his desire? It was Isabella who came to his bed and he wasn't a saint

stopped hesitating and pressed his body against

was getting warm

she met Maxwell's eyes that

start, Maxwell had expected that Isabella

more honest

bewitching, and his

in comfort in a daze, Isabella

reactions once she woke up, obedience wasn't on the

was that Isabella was a person whose hangover could last for

too strong, so she was still in a

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

"Is it comfortable?"

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

and put her hands around his

bright gaze on him, she moaned with her tongue

this was particularly tempting

more time inside her, he couldn't hold back for another second

the

if it was going to explode, but her body was also sore as if she had just run

she moaned

wait outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked on the

bed with her head in her hands, Kyra couldn't help

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