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.

blanket to Isabella, he

calmed down and didn't feel as angry as he

his mind, he fell asleep

warm and soft when he turned in his

"Mm…”

snort rang beside

immediately, Maxwell opened his eyes and was about

he

woman who wished to have a fling with

would see

back to the

part was that she seemed to have taken a shower

Her skin

he couldn't control his strength and left marks

lips was

with

he held back his desire was that he was still angry

he always found chances to take advantage

erection right now was

now, he was in a dilemma of whether he should have

he was worried that she wouldn't trust him anymore if

trusted him

It was Isabella who came to

stopped hesitating and pressed his body against

warm and opened her eyes

met Maxwell's eyes

Maxwell had expected

body is more honest than

and his words

comfort in a daze,

about Isabella's possible reactions once she woke

was that Isabella was a person whose

yesterday was too strong, so she was still in a state of confusion, which explained

shower and walk back to the bed was thanks to her

"Is it comfortable?"

asked in a gentle voice that he

nodded and put

her head to fix her bright gaze on him,

Maxwell, this was particularly tempting

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

up, the sky

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

her head, she moaned in

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

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

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