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.

like a child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he turned and left while thinking whether he

calmed down and didn't feel as angry as he had been just

his mind, he

touched something warm and soft when

"Mm…”

rang

eyes and was about to kick the

stunned when he found out who it

woman who wished to have a

would

came back to the room

have taken a shower before sleeping because she was in a

Her skin

sex with her, he couldn't control his strength and left

glistening lips was pouting,

he had sex with her, he

back his desire was that he was still angry about her

found chances to take advantage

right now was a

a dilemma of whether he

broken his promise too many times, he was worried that she wouldn't trust him anymore if he

trusted him in the

Isabella who came to

this, Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed his

her body was getting warm and

eyes

Maxwell had expected that Isabella would wake

body is more

black eyes were bewitching, and his words made Isabella blush

in a daze, Isabella didn't refuse him

Maxwell had thought about Isabella's possible reactions once she

that Isabella was a person whose hangover could last for two

had drunk yesterday was too strong, so she was still in

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

"Is it comfortable?"

in a gentle voice

response, Isabella nodded and put her

her bright gaze on him, she moaned with her

Maxwell, this was particularly tempting

wished to spend more time inside her,

the

if it was going to explode, but her body was

head, she moaned in

outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked on the door and walked in upon hearing

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

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