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 turned and left while thinking whether

calmed down and didn't feel as

of his

he touched something warm and

"Mm…”

soft snort rang

eyes and was about

stunned when he

woman who wished to have a

did he know he would see

when she came back to the room

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

Her skin was so fair and

knew this very well, because 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 and implicit that made

at her glistening lips

sex with

desire was that he was

he always found chances to take

right now was

of whether he should have

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

never trusted him

It was Isabella who came to his bed and

this, Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed his body against

warm and opened

Maxwell's eyes that

Maxwell had expected that Isabella

is more honest than

were bewitching, and

daze, Isabella didn't refuse him

once she woke up,

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

she was still in a state of

reason why she was able to take a shower and walk back to

"Is it comfortable?"

eyes and asked in a gentle

response, Isabella nodded and put her hands

fix her bright gaze on

this was particularly

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

woke up, the

as if it was going to explode, but her body was also

head, she moaned

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

seeing Isabella rolling on the bed with her head in her hands, Kyra couldn't help but laugh out

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