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.

child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he turned and left while thinking whether he had been drunk through smelling the

didn't feel

Isabella out of his mind, he

he touched something warm and

"Mm…”

rang

was about to kick the person next

he was stunned when he found out who it

brazen woman who wished to have

he would see

she came back to the room and slept next

she seemed to have taken a shower before sleeping because she

shower? Her skin was so fair and smooth that a

and left marks and bruises on her body, which were

glistening lips was pouting, Maxwell

had sex with her, he

his desire was that he was still angry

chances to

now was a

now, he was in a dilemma of whether

times, he was worried that she wouldn't trust him anymore

never trusted him in

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

Maxwell stopped hesitating and

felt her body was getting warm and opened her

once, she met Maxwell's eyes that were burning with

start, Maxwell had expected that Isabella would

is more honest than

and his words made Isabella

comfort in a daze, Isabella didn't refuse

thought about Isabella's possible reactions once she woke up,

that Isabella was a person

she was still in a

a shower and walk back to the

"Is it comfortable?"

looked at Isabella's watery eyes and asked in a gentle voice

put

bright gaze on him, she moaned with

this was particularly tempting and

inside her, he couldn't

up, the

it was going to explode, but her

her head, she moaned

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

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

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