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.

now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella,

didn't feel as angry as he had

out of his mind, he fell

something warm and soft when he turned in his

"Mm…”

soft snort rang

opened his eyes and was about to kick

he found out who it

brazen woman who wished to have a fling

would see

when she came back to the room and slept next to

most confusing part was that she seemed to have taken a shower before sleeping

was she sober or drunk during the shower? Her skin was

every time he had sex with her, he couldn't control his strength and left marks and bruises on her body, which were so conspicuous

glistening lips was pouting,

with her, he couldn't have

his desire was that he was still angry about her

found chances to

right now was

a dilemma of whether he

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

never trusted him in the first

hold back his desire? It was Isabella

this, Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed

body was getting warm and opened her

eyes that were burning with

expected

more honest

bewitching, and his words

a daze, Isabella didn't

Isabella's possible reactions once

was a person whose hangover could last for two

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

able to take a shower and walk

"Is it comfortable?"

and asked in a gentle voice

and put her hands around

head to fix her bright gaze on him, she

Maxwell, this was

wished to spend more time inside her, he couldn't hold back

Isabella woke up, the sky

going to explode, but her body was also sore as

she moaned

from Maxwell to wait outside for Isabella to wake up, she

with her head in her hands,

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