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.

behaving like a child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he turned and left

down and didn't feel as angry as he had

his

touched something warm and soft when he turned in

"Mm…”

snort rang beside

immediately, Maxwell opened his eyes and was about to

he was stunned when he found out who

brazen woman who

know he would see Isabella sleeping soundly

back

taken a shower before sleeping because she was

during the shower? Her skin was so fair and smooth that a light

strength and left marks and bruises on her body, which were so conspicuous

lips was pouting, Maxwell

with

was that he was still angry

found chances to take

now was

of whether he should have sex with

had broken his promise too many times, he was worried

never trusted him in the

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

hesitating and

warm and opened her eyes in

she met Maxwell's eyes that were

had expected that Isabella

more honest

eyes were bewitching, and

comfort in a daze, Isabella

Maxwell had thought about Isabella's possible reactions once she woke

didn't know was that Isabella was a person whose hangover could last for

yesterday was too strong, so she was still in a state

and walk back to the bed

"Is it comfortable?"

eyes and asked in a gentle voice that he wasn't even aware

put her hands around

to fix her bright gaze on him, she moaned with

this was particularly tempting and

inside her, he couldn't hold back for

the sky

did she feel her head aching as if it was going to explode, but her body was also sore as if

her head, she moaned

wake up, she knocked on the door and walked in

her head in

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