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.

was he doing? Why was he behaving like a child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he turned and left while thinking whether he had been drunk

didn't feel as angry as

out of his mind, he

something warm and soft when he turned in

"Mm…”

rang beside his

Maxwell opened his eyes and was about

was stunned when he found

it was a brazen woman who wished

would see Isabella sleeping soundly beside

she came back to the room and slept next

most confusing part was that she seemed to have taken

shower? Her skin was so fair and

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

lips was pouting,

since he had sex with her, he

held back his desire was that he was still angry

always found chances

now was

now, he was in a dilemma of whether

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

Isabella had never trusted him in

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

hesitating and pressed his

felt her body was getting warm and opened her eyes in

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

expected that Isabella would wake

is more honest than your

black eyes were bewitching, and

in comfort in a daze,

thought about Isabella's possible reactions once she woke up, obedience wasn't on

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

strong, so she was still in a state of

was able to take a shower and walk back

"Is it comfortable?"

and asked in a gentle

response, Isabella nodded and put her hands around his

head to fix her bright gaze on him, she moaned with

this was

wished to spend more time inside her, he

up, the

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

head, she moaned

Kyra had received orders from Maxwell to wait outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked on the door and walked

rolling on the bed with her head in

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